[This place, he's right there with her on that front, albeit with more frustration. This place and its steadfast refusal to follow any plan, or worse, to seem to follow a plan only to foil things once someone got too close to figuring it out. He squeezes her knee again and lets Lodewijk take care of the rest - the little guy is better at both picking up on things and comforting - glances down to see her looking up out of the corner of his eye.]
Bites...
[Sadly the first place his mind goes is to hellbeasts, but as his other hand raises to his jaw (not a bite, but close enough) he realizes and drops it in his lap.]
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Bites...
[Sadly the first place his mind goes is to hellbeasts, but as his other hand raises to his jaw (not a bite, but close enough) he realizes and drops it in his lap.]
Mm, no. Might hafta go on the network.
[Eugh.]