[Eustace remains completely out of it, both his mind and body exhausted from the double whammy of the enchantment and the alcohol. Valo does eye Ilsa a little questioningly... But he just snugs close to Eustace to give her some more room.
...
Until at some point the dog feels a bit crowded between the two of them. Eustace had fully turned to hug him as usual, but it also meant being a little cramped. With a little grumble, he slips out from under Eustace's arms and moves to the other side of his legs where he curls up much more comfortably.
However, the movement had roused Eustace just enough to notice that Valo had moved, but not enough to notice anything else. It's not the first time and if the dog wants to move that's fine, but he makes a half-hearted attempt to find him again. That's when his hand reaches out and touches something warm and soft...
...And immediately pulls the body towards him, face immediately nuzzling the back of the neck with a deep exhale. It's been a long day...he's tired... He just wants to hug his dog for comfort.
Unfortunately.
That's not his dog.
Nor is that a dog's waist his arm is wrapped around nor his dog's hair that he's unconsciously nuzzling into, the sweet scent pulling him in further.]
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Until at some point the dog feels a bit crowded between the two of them. Eustace had fully turned to hug him as usual, but it also meant being a little cramped. With a little grumble, he slips out from under Eustace's arms and moves to the other side of his legs where he curls up much more comfortably.
However, the movement had roused Eustace just enough to notice that Valo had moved, but not enough to notice anything else. It's not the first time and if the dog wants to move that's fine, but he makes a half-hearted attempt to find him again. That's when his hand reaches out and touches something warm and soft...
...And immediately pulls the body towards him, face immediately nuzzling the back of the neck with a deep exhale. It's been a long day...he's tired... He just wants to hug his dog for comfort.
Unfortunately.
That's not his dog.
Nor is that a dog's waist his arm is wrapped around nor his dog's hair that he's unconsciously nuzzling into, the sweet scent pulling him in further.]