Team-Feels

The silky sleeper was larger, and weighed more than he did, so picking him up was impossible for the moment. Richie, still had a tendency to helicopter around Buzz, watching him climb up surfaces and seek different places to hang. It seemed like each one was discarded, and nothing appealed to him. His hivemind was often lifted and carried about like a dog toy when he wasn't huffing and fluffing up like a freshly shaken-out dog in the rain. He muttered often, dismissing Richie with little flicks of his less numerous limbs. It didn't make the fausap happy. Again and again, Richie tried to not become annoyed when Buzz left his side to climb elsewhere or shuffle in circles. It was annoying, both because he kept waking up and because Buzzy was obviously uncomfortable. Richie was unhappy sleeping alone, and Buzz was miserable and uncomfortable while often sleeping against or on the ground. Richie struggled to handle sleeping on branches, likewise. It ate at both of them. Richie having had