[Patiently, she sits, after he's taken the egg, and prepared himself for venturing back. She gets to all fours when he brings up the success to the day he's had, but pauses when she catches sight of that lacking smile.
With little, questioning whimper, she tilts her face at him, then circles around his back to come around his other side, gluing her jaw to his hip, and to put her golden, what's-the-matter?, pleading eyes on him. A longer whine stretches out of her, earnest comfort.]
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With little, questioning whimper, she tilts her face at him, then circles around his back to come around his other side, gluing her jaw to his hip, and to put her golden, what's-the-matter?, pleading eyes on him. A longer whine stretches out of her, earnest comfort.]