[If Will notices this dastardly tactic of Mike's, using him and a tiny dog as a means of protection, he doesn't let on. Just sticks to the spot he's been given, movements slow enough Mike can easily keep his barrier. The fuzzy horde, of course, takes to her like their New Best Friend, all happy to exchange butts and none of the bigger ones careless to her size. What a joyous time.
He stops in the threshold of the kitchen at that, though, eyebrows raising. Transylvania didn't happen. He hopes Mike can forgive him for not bringing back something from the vampire motherland.]
Yeah? [Will takes it gently, like he's waiting for Mike to pull it back and laugh it off. A moment of staring, turning it over in his hands follows. Then Will glances back to them critters and moves into the kitchen finally, putting the package down on the counter to start opening. The coffee pot is full, in plain view. As are two cups, if Mike wants to help himself.] When'd you get the haircut? Looks good.
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He stops in the threshold of the kitchen at that, though, eyebrows raising. Transylvania didn't happen. He hopes Mike can forgive him for not bringing back something from the vampire motherland.]
Yeah? [Will takes it gently, like he's waiting for Mike to pull it back and laugh it off. A moment of staring, turning it over in his hands follows. Then Will glances back to them critters and moves into the kitchen finally, putting the package down on the counter to start opening. The coffee pot is full, in plain view. As are two cups, if Mike wants to help himself.] When'd you get the haircut? Looks good.