[ To be fair, Whiskey herself is a lot of dog - a long-limbed, well-muscled hound, nearly eighty pounds, with sleek fur and slightly drooping lips and liquid eyes. No small beast, this, though there's still a puppyish sort of softness about her. Her tail starts thump-thump-thumping on the stone floor. ]
Of course.
[ And then, because he can't not ask after an opening like that, even if he anticipates he'll be cursed at for his nosiness for daring to ask - ]
Is it...likely that someone would be looking for you?
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Of course.
[ And then, because he can't not ask after an opening like that, even if he anticipates he'll be cursed at for his nosiness for daring to ask - ]
Is it...likely that someone would be looking for you?