[Whether he's just really dedicated to his act or he actually has no knowledge of ventriloquism, there's another look of genuine confusion on Yata's face as he's "complimented".]
I, uh, I don't know how to do ventriloquism.
Yeah, I'm all me, baby! Kereellis is the name, collecting nostalgic vinyl figures is my game! Original Bullmarks only, none of that replica junk.
She has no idea what you're talking about...
We've all got something in common then. She's confused, we're confused, maybe we can exchange some understanding, here. First off, can you tell my buddy Yata here that horses don't have hands on their faces?
[Yata offers a slight smile to the confused pony on the scroll; suddenly he feels embarrassed. Yes, only just now did he feel embarrassed.]
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I, uh, I don't know how to do ventriloquism.
Yeah, I'm all me, baby! Kereellis is the name, collecting nostalgic vinyl figures is my game! Original Bullmarks only, none of that replica junk.
She has no idea what you're talking about...
We've all got something in common then. She's confused, we're confused, maybe we can exchange some understanding, here. First off, can you tell my buddy Yata here that horses don't have hands on their faces?
[Yata offers a slight smile to the confused pony on the scroll; suddenly he feels embarrassed. Yes, only just now did he feel embarrassed.]