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Settled in at the foot of his boy's bed. He's been restless, uncomfortable. A strange smell is here. Something off. Someone not supposed to be here.
Krypto's teeth bare in a silent growl at the mirror. He rises, sniffing, following the scent around the room. It fills this place, and this makes him angry, makes him afraid for his boy.
He smells someone who reminds him faintly of the half-metal man, buut this is an older, stranger scent. He cannot stay in this room while this strange scent hangs in the air.
Krypto ventures into the hallways, roaming the Tower restlessly, scenting the air in every room, checking for this strange new person who does not belong in his away-home.
Krypto's teeth bare in a silent growl at the mirror. He rises, sniffing, following the scent around the room. It fills this place, and this makes him angry, makes him afraid for his boy.
He smells someone who reminds him faintly of the half-metal man, buut this is an older, stranger scent. He cannot stay in this room while this strange scent hangs in the air.
Krypto ventures into the hallways, roaming the Tower restlessly, scenting the air in every room, checking for this strange new person who does not belong in his away-home.