[Because there's a petite girl wolfdog throwing herself at him with none of her usual grace- her rump slams into Tim's knees and he catches himself before he stumbles.
Soon his hands are buried deep into thick fur, and Tim breathes through the onslaught of emotion.
And concern. The fear that'd been tinting his words can now be read in his face and in the way his fingers grab at Laelaps' scruff to, maybe, get some control over this situation.
Oh, Damian-- no... if there's a points system then it's not for them to spend on-- nice clothes or sweets or... pets. Who's to say it's not the currency that'll buy the safety of their worlds--? They were here to prove their worth, after all, and it made sense to tally any achievements. But Damian wanted the dog. Of course he had wanted the dog. Tim blinks away the wetness in his eyes before any spills.
(Damian is a child.)]
What-- so what are you going to do with her? She was okay when you walked her over? She's seen like, 30 people, ever, in her whole life.
[Damian is a child. And Tim can see gloating for what it is: Laelaps is Damian's dog. And god, he's not angry that the twerp claimed her but it's-- a lot.
Fuck.]
I mean, I didn't know what the... what the hell I was doing with her, either. She's so happy to see you again. You'll-- you'll figure it out.
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[Because there's a petite girl wolfdog throwing herself at him with none of her usual grace- her rump slams into Tim's knees and he catches himself before he stumbles.
Soon his hands are buried deep into thick fur, and Tim breathes through the onslaught of emotion.
And concern. The fear that'd been tinting his words can now be read in his face and in the way his fingers grab at Laelaps' scruff to, maybe, get some control over this situation.
Oh, Damian-- no... if there's a points system then it's not for them to spend on-- nice clothes or sweets or... pets. Who's to say it's not the currency that'll buy the safety of their worlds--? They were here to prove their worth, after all, and it made sense to tally any achievements. But Damian wanted the dog. Of course he had wanted the dog. Tim blinks away the wetness in his eyes before any spills.
(Damian is a child.)]
What-- so what are you going to do with her? She was okay when you walked her over? She's seen like, 30 people, ever, in her whole life.
[Damian is a child. And Tim can see gloating for what it is: Laelaps is Damian's dog. And god, he's not angry that the twerp claimed her but it's-- a lot.
Fuck.]
I mean, I didn't know what the... what the hell I was doing with her, either. She's so happy to see you again. You'll-- you'll figure it out.