Cautiously, Boxer steps forward to sniff her hand. She smells... Different. There's something incredibly different to Eames about her and the others he's gotten to meet so far, but her voice is nice and she's being friendly.
He looks back at Eames and then resumes sniffing Natasha's hand like he needs to catalogue every individual scent, it takes a little longer than it usually does, but eventually he looks up at Natasha with his tail up and wagging a little quicker now. Evidently the friendship application has been accepted.
Meanwhile, Eames is watching with a warm expression, something a lot more fond than he's levied at another person in recent memory, and stands to walk through to the kitchen once it looks like the dog's comfortable. "He likes having his chin scratched," he says as he goes.
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He looks back at Eames and then resumes sniffing Natasha's hand like he needs to catalogue every individual scent, it takes a little longer than it usually does, but eventually he looks up at Natasha with his tail up and wagging a little quicker now. Evidently the friendship application has been accepted.
Meanwhile, Eames is watching with a warm expression, something a lot more fond than he's levied at another person in recent memory, and stands to walk through to the kitchen once it looks like the dog's comfortable. "He likes having his chin scratched," he says as he goes.