[ Whiskey obliges Bastien's ventriloquism by giving Byerly a more attentive look at the word bacon. The thunk of her tail signifies that this is a hopeful head raise, not a bothered one, but her droopy face is so inherently sad that she looks a little heartbroken all the same.
(Bastien wiggles his toes gratefully beneath Byerly.) ]
I will run laps. I will walk to Antiva and Orlais with you. Anything but my bacon.
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Date: 2023-11-30 02:06 am (UTC)[ Whiskey obliges Bastien's ventriloquism by giving Byerly a more attentive look at the word bacon. The thunk of her tail signifies that this is a hopeful head raise, not a bothered one, but her droopy face is so inherently sad that she looks a little heartbroken all the same.
(Bastien wiggles his toes gratefully beneath Byerly.) ]
I will run laps. I will walk to Antiva and Orlais with you. Anything but my bacon.