[ A hyena? Time for Jesse to nearly jump out of his skin again. Harley's reassurance that he's friendly keeps him from taking off straight back out the door, but he is staring at her a little bit like she's grown an extra head. Sure, he's always known she can be a little wild, and there had been that thing about the piranhas earlier, but a pet hyena? ]
Right. Yeah, that's, uh, a good call.
[ If he had to meet Bruce, he'd rather do it with Harley here to vouch for him. And while he doesn't plan on ever dropping by when she's not here - why would he? - he'd much rather he already recognize him as a friend.
He looks back at Bruce, now sitting patiently next to Harley, and reaches into his pocket to pull out the jerky and strip off the wrapper. He bends down and holds it out gingerly, his fingers barely holding onto the end of the stick, as far from those teeth as he can get. ]
Good boy, Bruce. Good boy. Here you go. You want this? Huh?
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Date: 2022-06-26 05:31 am (UTC)Right. Yeah, that's, uh, a good call.
[ If he had to meet Bruce, he'd rather do it with Harley here to vouch for him. And while he doesn't plan on ever dropping by when she's not here - why would he? - he'd much rather he already recognize him as a friend.
He looks back at Bruce, now sitting patiently next to Harley, and reaches into his pocket to pull out the jerky and strip off the wrapper. He bends down and holds it out gingerly, his fingers barely holding onto the end of the stick, as far from those teeth as he can get. ]
Good boy, Bruce. Good boy. Here you go. You want this? Huh?