[ Lancelot tilts the locket up, since Toboe has seen all his cuts and bruises anyway, and offers him a pleased smile. He's proud of the little dog, like people are of children he supposes, and it's a warm sort of feeling to have others recognise her and be as proud of her too. ]
She is brave.
[ He shuffles her in his arms, scratches under her chin and watches her close her eyes in pleasure. ]
I hope I can take as good care of her as she has of us.
[Video]
She is brave.
[ He shuffles her in his arms, scratches under her chin and watches her close her eyes in pleasure. ]
I hope I can take as good care of her as she has of us.