[ This isn't unlike home, or the Fade. That's nothing to be thankful for, but Fenris isn't confused by it, at least, and afraid in a way that makes him angry instead of paralyzed; he always looks a little like a feral cat when he's on patrol, feet bare and shoulders hunched, but now he looks like he's hunting something. It's the frozen quality of Chell's stance that makes him pause when he sees her ahead of him, not the unfamiliar person talking to her. He doesn't know every face on the ship. But he knows what fear looks like. ]
Chell.
[ He comes close enough behind her that he could touch her shoulder, if he were the sort to touch people. His hand is on his holstered gun instead. ]
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Chell.
[ He comes close enough behind her that he could touch her shoulder, if he were the sort to touch people. His hand is on his holstered gun instead. ]