Yeah... guess that is weird. I don’t spend a lot of time in mine. Usually. [ Oh hey it’s everybody’s favorite giant. Simon promptly drops to one knee to give Sumo head rubs, if he’ll allow it. If his eyes could light up they would.
Now Hank might as well not exist. Not really, but this is pretty much the best time to have a big ol’ dog around. ]
[Sumo will more than allow it. He leans into it, starting to lean all one hundred seventy pounds of himself against Simon. Hank sets his elbow on a knee and his head against his hand and watches for a moment, then ducks his head and scratches his hand through his hair, looking away.]
Should make you my official dog petter.
[Hank's glad that came out as bland as he wanted it to. That way it can be a joke, and not something he genuinely probably needs. It's not like Sumo's getting the attention from him.]
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Now Hank might as well not exist. Not really, but this is pretty much the best time to have a big ol’ dog around. ]
Hey, Sumo.
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Should make you my official dog petter.
[Hank's glad that came out as bland as he wanted it to. That way it can be a joke, and not something he genuinely probably needs. It's not like Sumo's getting the attention from him.]