[It's a good thing she new his scent coming in, or else she might've thrown herself through the door with her claws out, and the last thing either of them needs is a repeat of you-know-what from their cave journeys. Instead she carefully walks in, her brow furrowed and her expression wary even still.
... Oh.
This is not what she expected at all, and for a moment she's clearly flummoxed where she stands, her hands curled around the straps of her ol' faithful backpack. And she stares, because this is clearly Wade's moment to explain why exactly there's a grown man playing with building blocks on her bed.
(And does Henry know he's here? She's betting she doesn't.)]
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... Oh.
This is not what she expected at all, and for a moment she's clearly flummoxed where she stands, her hands curled around the straps of her ol' faithful backpack. And she stares, because this is clearly Wade's moment to explain why exactly there's a grown man playing with building blocks on her bed.
(And does Henry know he's here? She's betting she doesn't.)]