[He shakes his head curtly, still peering off in the other direction for a moment. Something is there, he can feel it, but how does he explain that so plainly when so few understand that it isn't just intuition?]
Heard something.
[But when nothing jumps out immediately, he can spare a glance sideways.]
What's a rabbit?
[It may not be the most prudent question, but it seemed necessary.]
gwen ! ❤ !
Heard something.
[But when nothing jumps out immediately, he can spare a glance sideways.]
What's a rabbit?
[It may not be the most prudent question, but it seemed necessary.]