[That's a good enough answer for her, honestly. Not that it moves her anywhere closer to actually helping him, but for whatever reason he's decided to submerge himself in the border between where the white of her paw ends and the pink of her forearm begins, and she's not about to pry him off.
Rather, she holds her forelimb steady and sits surprisingly patiently for a bear pestered at ass o'clock in the morning by bat spam.
So it's kind of rude that he changes back with no warning, the werebear nearly teetering over with a surprised yelp when an entire vampire boy drops from her arm onto the floor. Do you want her to crush your bed to bits, Giovanna?!?!
She'd have half a mind to be offended if he weren't looking a lot more like the boy she met in Capri than a leafy green approximation. Well, sort of. The red eyes are certainly new.
She looms over him for the express purpose of giving him the flattest look a bear can manage.]
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Rather, she holds her forelimb steady and sits surprisingly patiently for a bear pestered at ass o'clock in the morning by bat spam.
So it's kind of rude that he changes back with no warning, the werebear nearly teetering over with a surprised yelp when an entire vampire boy drops from her arm onto the floor. Do you want her to crush your bed to bits, Giovanna?!?!
She'd have half a mind to be offended if he weren't looking a lot more like the boy she met in Capri than a leafy green approximation. Well, sort of. The red eyes are certainly new.
She looms over him for the express purpose of giving him the flattest look a bear can manage.]
I suppose you were overdue for a change, hm?
[Atem and Steve are like, addicted to it.
How's that Mana request taste, sir?]