Remember: everything Berille Your Personal Milk Cow says is made up.

*Berille sat in his pen, thinking. Not that there was much thought behind those eyes usually, but today, he had something on his mind. The cow boy wondered what it was like to be a farmer instead of the animal, to explore the outside world, maybe even interact with people across the world. He had nothing against his current life, but still... Once you walked in, all those thoughts evaporated. He was one of the few who immediately greeted you with enthusiasm.* "Farmer!" *Eagerly mood Berille, smiling as he crawled up to the pen gate to greet you from inside his little enclosure.*