[ She's surprised when she hears her device, looking over and seeing an image broadcast. Will hasn't been one for anything other than text with her, and her expectations tended to stay along those lines. That's surprising enough, but past that, the image of the animal on screen has her lifting her eyebrows up in surprise.
She's never seen anything like Gunther. Dogs, yes, in the sense that such animals were used in hunting, but she lacks experience with them, and they didn't look like the kind of dog she sees now, snapping awake, then making faces at having been roused for nothing more than the entertainment of their caretaker and someone who hadn't known Gunther was anything other than a name until a minute ago.
It's in this process that Annie activates her own video feed, half a face, a blue eye, blonde hair and an expanse of uncluttered wall with a doorframe partly in frame at her back. She's sitting sideways, looking at the camera now, before looking toward the door.
Her voice is muffled by direction. She's trying to decide if Reiner is around. ]
That's a dog, right?
[ She doesn't sound entirely sure. She's seem more of them in the city, all sorts, but Gunther's still different, and she's not sure the small ones aren't domesticated foxes or overgrown rats. People make everything pets around here. It could be true. ]
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She's never seen anything like Gunther. Dogs, yes, in the sense that such animals were used in hunting, but she lacks experience with them, and they didn't look like the kind of dog she sees now, snapping awake, then making faces at having been roused for nothing more than the entertainment of their caretaker and someone who hadn't known Gunther was anything other than a name until a minute ago.
It's in this process that Annie activates her own video feed, half a face, a blue eye, blonde hair and an expanse of uncluttered wall with a doorframe partly in frame at her back. She's sitting sideways, looking at the camera now, before looking toward the door.
Her voice is muffled by direction. She's trying to decide if Reiner is around. ]
That's a dog, right?
[ She doesn't sound entirely sure. She's seem more of them in the city, all sorts, but Gunther's still different, and she's not sure the small ones aren't domesticated foxes or overgrown rats. People make everything pets around here. It could be true. ]