Yes, he made his bed. Doesn't mean he has to like it. Or being ignored, for that matter.
"I can hear you," says Mogget, resting his fore-paws on Samantha's leg as he looks up at this arrogant Unseelie. "I'd say I would have expected better manners, but in fact I'm entirely unsurprised."
"Mogget!" Samantha's tone is scolding. She shakes her head at Eames. "Sorry. I'm still breaking him in."
Mogget doesn't roll his eyes, but the look he gives Eames is very much the equivalent. See what he has to deal with. Samantha has no idea what she's doing. He'd hoped to fool her into taking off his collar, but unfortunately she's not quite that stupid. Or maybe Sylvia gave her a stern enough warning.
Anyway, Samantha has regained her composure. "Sure," she says, grinning at Eames. "How intriguing."
She knows who Eames is, which makes it all the more interesting that he wants to talk to her in private. She looks forward to finding out what he has to say.
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"I can hear you," says Mogget, resting his fore-paws on Samantha's leg as he looks up at this arrogant Unseelie. "I'd say I would have expected better manners, but in fact I'm entirely unsurprised."
"Mogget!" Samantha's tone is scolding. She shakes her head at Eames. "Sorry. I'm still breaking him in."
Mogget doesn't roll his eyes, but the look he gives Eames is very much the equivalent. See what he has to deal with. Samantha has no idea what she's doing. He'd hoped to fool her into taking off his collar, but unfortunately she's not quite that stupid. Or maybe Sylvia gave her a stern enough warning.
Anyway, Samantha has regained her composure. "Sure," she says, grinning at Eames. "How intriguing."
She knows who Eames is, which makes it all the more interesting that he wants to talk to her in private. She looks forward to finding out what he has to say.