Well, that could have been worse. At least he just seems indignant and not actually angry with her.
"We're not sure," Greta says, daring to relax a little as Angus leans against her leg. "They seem to be part of us, just not a part that other people normally--um," she concludes abruptly as his animal trots right up and boldly noses at her leg. It's not as unsettling as having Angus touched. She's not sure it would qualify as unsettling at all if she didn't have an inkling of how it felt on the other end. But she does, and she knows better than to nudge the creature away.
Angus tsks at her. "You really shouldn't," he insists, insinuating himself between Greta and the winged dog.
Greta sighs and buries her fingers in the the thick fur on Angus's shoulders. "I think we've got off on the wrong foot," she says in a bid to steer things into calmer waters. "I'm Greta, and this is Angus."
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"We're not sure," Greta says, daring to relax a little as Angus leans against her leg. "They seem to be part of us, just not a part that other people normally--um," she concludes abruptly as his animal trots right up and boldly noses at her leg. It's not as unsettling as having Angus touched. She's not sure it would qualify as unsettling at all if she didn't have an inkling of how it felt on the other end. But she does, and she knows better than to nudge the creature away.
Angus tsks at her. "You really shouldn't," he insists, insinuating himself between Greta and the winged dog.
Greta sighs and buries her fingers in the the thick fur on Angus's shoulders. "I think we've got off on the wrong foot," she says in a bid to steer things into calmer waters. "I'm Greta, and this is Angus."