While petting Dief, Ray keeps looking over at Fraser with a stupid grin plastered all over his face. The possibility that Fraser wouldn't turn up never really entered into Ray's mind. He's Fraser. He's there, they're partners. Done.
...But, still. Nice to have him around. It was about freaking time.
"I gotcha," Rays says, holding his index and middle fingers up in a peace sign. "No junk food, scout's honor." Ray...doesn't actually know what hand signals the scouts are fond of. Peace sign's close enough. He turns to Dief with a subdued smile. "Sorry, buddy. We're gonna have to make it a veggie pizza. And no mayo on the sandwich."
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Date: 2007-09-14 01:15 am (UTC)...But, still. Nice to have him around. It was about freaking time.
"I gotcha," Rays says, holding his index and middle fingers up in a peace sign. "No junk food, scout's honor." Ray...doesn't actually know what hand signals the scouts are fond of. Peace sign's close enough. He turns to Dief with a subdued smile. "Sorry, buddy. We're gonna have to make it a veggie pizza. And no mayo on the sandwich."
Poor wolf. He was practicality being starved!