Mom, meet my green friend! [Citole]

[Citole]

”They... were created by someone who had the power to do it,” this human was asking way too many questions, and Citole was beginning to grow tired of answering so many questions. And just tired in general, to be completely honest. He had been rotting in that cold, damp, dirt prison cell for a while back before Vanto had stumbled upon him. "A powerful Namekian. He lived for many long years before he was murdered by Frieza without a second thought..."

To this day, that memory continued to give the Namekian nightmares... Was that why he was still so reluctant, despite the fact that he could sense Vanto's pure spirit...? Because he thought he would be killed on the spot by that changeling monster if he tried anything? Of course that was why! Keeping to himself, laying low was still the best option that Citole believed he had. And what a person didn't know, wouldn't hurt him...

Suddenly, the green alien let out a loud yawn, "I'm sorry, I must be growing tired."

[Vanto Lux]

Vanto nodded as Citole said his final statement. Today had been a long day. "Huh. I understand. Today's been stressful." Vanto got up and walked toward his rooms door. "I'll let you sleep, I'm gonna head to my friend and see what we can get out of that scouter tomorrow." he said, unlocking his door and sliding it open. "Good night and tell my mom that I said you can stay, she won't mind." Vanto sad with a sense of finality. The teen stepped out of the door and hit the light switch, the room immediately turning dark. "Night, Citole."

With that, he walked out, closing the door behind him.

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