Yes. No. I-- [It's not like her to struggle for words, and she's not used to the feeling, uneasy. She stops herself and takes a breath, mentally working out the cogs in her spur of the moment plan. After a moment of contemplation, she plants her hands on her hips, turns to face him, and commands simply:] Sit down. [It would be easier if she didn't have to keep cranking her neck back to look up at him.]
[She blinks at him for a moment, shaken from her thoughts. A bright, relieved smile lights her face for the first time, and she shakes her head at him.] What if I bought some treats for you next time I'm at Honeydukes?
You mean Fido? [She ducks around the corner, looking for something-- a door, a corridor, something other than perfectly smooth, alien walls that filled the ship like a maze.] I threw him a bone. One of those blaster-gun-things the little ones dropped. He bit it.
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I HATE YOU.
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I still fail to see how this is in any way my fault!
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Harry? [She's not upset, but for once, she's not her usual exuberant self-- her expression is serious, and determined.]
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Hey Kairi, everything alright?
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You know, if you're going to train me subconsciously, you could at least set up a reward system.
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At least we seem to have lost that really big one with all the fangs.
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