[The dog crashes into him with only a split-second's warning, and oh, hello, he didn't expect that. He sputters at first, but within a moment he's running his fingers against the dog's sides, laughing faintly as he tries to tip his head out of the way.]
Off-- get off, Dog--
[It's equal parts descriptor and name, for his Garrett had always been straight to the point like that. Fenris finally manages to succeed in fending him off, but good god, it's an effort.]
Not that I'm not pleased to see him, but you have him here?
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Off-- get off, Dog--
[It's equal parts descriptor and name, for his Garrett had always been straight to the point like that. Fenris finally manages to succeed in fending him off, but good god, it's an effort.]
Not that I'm not pleased to see him, but you have him here?