[ Oh. Well. Hello, Trassel. She could be afraid right now, she feels the fear like a bubble in her chest, ready to pop -- she chooses, instead, to lean into what he's said: Matthias is not her enemy. That means Trassel won't be either.
She moves to pet him, leaning down into him and scratching behind the ears. His fur feels wild and springy, and she smiles - a little incredulously, but mostly out of joy.
She glances up at Matthias, not wanting to undercut him, and yet-- ]
Surely there's still time for one treat.
[ Can you resist both of these puppy dog eyes, Matthias Helvar? ]
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She moves to pet him, leaning down into him and scratching behind the ears. His fur feels wild and springy, and she smiles - a little incredulously, but mostly out of joy.
She glances up at Matthias, not wanting to undercut him, and yet-- ]
Surely there's still time for one treat.
[ Can you resist both of these puppy dog eyes, Matthias Helvar? ]