Doc is near the fireplace, watching the entire process -- and to his credit, his only reaction is to glance at Coyote with a slightly curious expression.
One thing Doc learned early (one of the few things he did learn in the two months he had with his wife and son) was that you do not hesitate to ask if the happy mother needs anything.
Which is just what he does.
"Evenin', Coyote." A beat. "Can I...get you three anythin'?"
For that, she cracks an eye. "No. They ate. Only squirrels, but they are small."
A pause.
"They are also not mine." Besides the fact that she currently has them in her possession...not genetically hers. Probably. OKAY SHUT UP, SHE IS NOT THEIR MOTHER.
"Actually, that wasn't what I was gonna say, to be quite honest. I was gonna ask how you've been, aside from," one hand waves at the squirming pup. "The new additions."
A tiny hint of the outlaw nature flares up at the mention of trouble, if only because he likes Coyote and feels that those who cause her trouble deserve to have their asses handed to them on a plate.
"I am very capable," she says, being more smug than is really necessary. Considering she didn't even fix the curse herself. But she did make the best of it.
"I was rather hoping for a quiet break, though." There's another yip from where she has a hold on that pup. Coyote looks betrayed.
They probably bite less than some of the women he's been with and smell better than Dirty Steve used to -- after he'd had a bath, mind you. He figures he can handle them.
"If you trust me to keep an eye on 'em for you."
He is also vaguely hoping she doesn't drop them in his lap and bolt for a week, but he'd manage. Somehow.
He's not sure if he should offer congratulations.
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It's been a long day.
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Which is just what he does.
"Evenin', Coyote." A beat. "Can I...get you three anythin'?"
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A pause.
"They are also not mine." Besides the fact that she currently has them in her possession...not genetically hers. Probably. OKAY SHUT UP, SHE IS NOT THEIR MOTHER.
...or father.
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He moves from his spot on the couch to the floor.
(It's easier to talk to her this way.)
"Lookin' after 'em for a spell, then?"
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One of the pups yips and squirms. Coyote promptly knocks him back down and pins him in place with one paw.
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He laughs under his breath.
"Actually, that wasn't what I was gonna say, to be quite honest. I was gonna ask how you've been, aside from," one hand waves at the squirming pup. "The new additions."
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All of that would be pretty hard to explain to anyone, much less someone missing some of the pertinent reference points.
"Busy," Coyote decides. "Getting a little trouble paid back to me."
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A tiny hint of the outlaw nature flares up at the mention of trouble, if only because he likes Coyote and feels that those who cause her trouble deserve to have their asses handed to them on a plate.
"Nothin' too tough to handle, I'd hope."
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"I am very capable," she says, being more smug than is really necessary. Considering she didn't even fix the curse herself. But she did make the best of it.
"I was rather hoping for a quiet break, though." There's another yip from where she has a hold on that pup. Coyote looks betrayed.
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Doc has no experience in raising baby coyotes, but he does have experience (again, limited) in baby humans, kittens, and foals.
And a goat, but he'd rather not do that again.
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"I was more offerin' along the lines of holdin' one while you tried t'sleep."
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"Would you want to?" They are squirmy and toothy and probably a little smelly, being coyotes.
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"If you trust me to keep an eye on 'em for you."
He is also vaguely hoping she doesn't drop them in his lap and bolt for a week, but he'd manage. Somehow.
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