[ -- Fear noted, by ex-soldier and puppy alike. He sort of slows a few feet away; Lightning bends forward, hand catching on the collar somewhere under the fur as soon as he's close enough. ]
Down, Baldr.
... He's friendly. Don't worry. [ Said tiredly, as she pulls the staring-at-Seto-confused dog down to the other side of her. ]
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Down, Baldr.
... He's friendly. Don't worry. [ Said tiredly, as she pulls the staring-at-Seto-confused dog down to the other side of her. ]