[ ...Well then, it's good to see that Charlie's spirits haven't been dampened by the vastly different landscape. Owen glances wryly at the bad pill containers that she'd punished, sensing the restless energy that he knows he has to tame; he has to control this, to manage that surge of energy before she hurtles forward and gets them both into bigger trouble.
Or eats the first person she sees -- either way, not ideal. ]
Hey. [ He raises his hand in a fist, commanding her attention. No, not this way. She doesn't get to go outside if she doesn't settle down. Orders and direction -- he knows where they have to go, and she can't be running wild when they do it. They hunt, together.
Owen meets her eyes squarely, calmly, cueing her to draw on his grounding energy. Patience. ] Not that way, and you know it. Settle.
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Or eats the first person she sees -- either way, not ideal. ]
Hey. [ He raises his hand in a fist, commanding her attention. No, not this way. She doesn't get to go outside if she doesn't settle down. Orders and direction -- he knows where they have to go, and she can't be running wild when they do it. They hunt, together.
Owen meets her eyes squarely, calmly, cueing her to draw on his grounding energy. Patience. ] Not that way, and you know it. Settle.