[His ears perk to the soft murmur, but since the words aren't really directed at him, he doesn't respond. Instead he just wags his tail against the door and waits for Josh to decide to come inside. He knows what the other may be feeling. No, not may. Is. If this Josh is just his Josh without memories, he knows he's feeling... known. And it's scary and frightening.
And not just known but placed in a slot of importance in someone's life.
Hmmmm.....
Beat steps in after Josh, closing the door behind them and then moving to sling his clothes over one of the chairs, pushing it towards the fireplace at arms length so they dry. Then very cautiously sit himself close enough for the heat to get to his fur but far enough away it can't get him.]
Heh, how hard can booyalazy be, yo? It's fish soup!
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And not just known but placed in a slot of importance in someone's life.
Hmmmm.....
Beat steps in after Josh, closing the door behind them and then moving to sling his clothes over one of the chairs, pushing it towards the fireplace at arms length so they dry. Then very cautiously sit himself close enough for the heat to get to his fur but far enough away it can't get him.]
Heh, how hard can booyalazy be, yo? It's fish soup!