[ he relaxes quickly when she moves on, although there's a strange tension in the next line that's entirely unrelated. ]
Hey, you're preaching to the choir.
[ because he hates being a wolf, he hates the idea of packs, of anything that takes away his humanity or control. or at least the thinks he does - he's not entirely sure anymore. ]
And thank you.
[ it's sincere. thanks for her offer of help, thanks for what he thinks might be forgiveness after he'd lied to her about what he was. ]
Cub, really? I know I owe you one, but awful pet names are pushing it.
[ he bats her hand lightly away as he says it, but he's smiling. the gesture reminds him of sally, and it's bizarrely comforting given how screwed up the rest of this is. ]
I'll cook. And if you feel the overwhelming urge to lick my finger again, maybe ask first this time.
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Anyway. If he starts to get all pissy territorial on you, you can come to me, okay?
[She's not sure if she means her room. That would be a deeply personal thing. But to her, anyway.]
If you don't want to be part of a pack, you don't have to be. I don't care how wolves usually work.
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Hey, you're preaching to the choir.
[ because he hates being a wolf, he hates the idea of packs, of anything that takes away his humanity or control. or at least the thinks he does - he's not entirely sure anymore. ]
And thank you.
[ it's sincere. thanks for her offer of help, thanks for what he thinks might be forgiveness after he'd lied to her about what he was. ]
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Come on, cub, lets go grab something to eat.
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[ he bats her hand lightly away as he says it, but he's smiling. the gesture reminds him of sally, and it's bizarrely comforting given how screwed up the rest of this is. ]
I'll cook. And if you feel the overwhelming urge to lick my finger again, maybe ask first this time.