[She remains smiling at that, nice and easy even as his hot dog breath tickles the fur at her ears and back of her head as Legosi gets all up in her space. It does smell good, and happily the promise of food and a filling meal doesn't make her stomach do flipflops. Even as she sets their table (which is really just hefting out large-mammal sized portions of to-go boxes and setting them out) she doesn't nudge Legosi away.
Not that she'll want him eating over her. But sitting next to each other is certainly nice after a long day.]
Well! Let's dig in. Just smelling it isn't going to do us much good.
we can probably timeskip to a new scenario if you want!
Not that she'll want him eating over her. But sitting next to each other is certainly nice after a long day.]
Well! Let's dig in. Just smelling it isn't going to do us much good.