She rises with a final pat to the dog's head, hands braced on her hips, his expression pinching slightly as Frank motions towards the seating arrangements. He either really doesn't get it, or he's not remotely interested. Which, alright, fair enough. Don't fish where the fish aren't biting.
After a moment of just squinting at him in a vaguely perplexed way, like he's a particularly dense puzzle she's trying to solve, she seems to decide that food comes first after all. One hand reaches to swivel a chair out enough to take a seat, the other reaching for the plate in his hand as she settles in.
It smells a lot better than her perspective hunt outside, that's for damn sure. Almost immediately she reaches down and plucks up a piece of cooked meat between her fingers, popping it into her mouth without ceremony.
"Dunno. Got that bush I woke up in. Not the worst sleep I ever got."
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She rises with a final pat to the dog's head, hands braced on her hips, his expression pinching slightly as Frank motions towards the seating arrangements. He either really doesn't get it, or he's not remotely interested. Which, alright, fair enough. Don't fish where the fish aren't biting.
After a moment of just squinting at him in a vaguely perplexed way, like he's a particularly dense puzzle she's trying to solve, she seems to decide that food comes first after all. One hand reaches to swivel a chair out enough to take a seat, the other reaching for the plate in his hand as she settles in.
It smells a lot better than her perspective hunt outside, that's for damn sure. Almost immediately she reaches down and plucks up a piece of cooked meat between her fingers, popping it into her mouth without ceremony.
"Dunno. Got that bush I woke up in. Not the worst sleep I ever got."