[Repeat wince action. Lara's been a bit... overenthusiastic, at times, but nothing that serious. And the worst any of his pets at home did was drag home decapitated mice to leave as little warnings on his bedsheets.]

I know what you mean. Lara managed to smack me good on the head the other day. Didn't think she was physically capable of hitting that hard.

[He glances down at the Smoochum, still being held.]

It ever starts hailing around here, you're going straight back into the ball.



[She looks annoyed, and gives his hand a brief, pins-and-needles inducing Lick.]