[ They're supposed to be having a very serious conversation here about their impending doom, the fate of their very lives hanging in precarious balance. And yet, when Ernesto's ears roll back, Eustace can't help but stare, fascinated by the slight movement.
It's not like he hadn't noticed them before, but it's one thing to take quick inventory of a person and their appearance and another thing entirely to watch the actual movements, so akin to that of a— ]
Dog...
[ The murmur slips out before he can help himself, his eyes widening slightly as he realizes what he's said. Ah shit. His lips twist in a brief grimace at the misstep and he's quick to move on. ]
If anyone does, it'll be a first. But there's nothing else to do.
[ AKA, time for Ernesto to go hunt down some of their more rowdy friends so Eustace can slip off into a secluded corner, never to be seen again. ]
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It's not like he hadn't noticed them before, but it's one thing to take quick inventory of a person and their appearance and another thing entirely to watch the actual movements, so akin to that of a— ]
Dog...
[ The murmur slips out before he can help himself, his eyes widening slightly as he realizes what he's said. Ah shit. His lips twist in a brief grimace at the misstep and he's quick to move on. ]
If anyone does, it'll be a first. But there's nothing else to do.
[ AKA, time for Ernesto to go hunt down some of their more rowdy friends so Eustace can slip off into a secluded corner, never to be seen again. ]