[ despite everything, garrett takes offense. you don't want his spit? you don't want his spit? he just sits there, looking rather sad as the spine clicks and rattles his way to a standing position. that didn't wake hawke, at least. she just groans and is about to fall back into sleep but.
garrett's still offended.
garrett's just going to tilt his head back and --
howl.
mournfully.
hawke jerks upright as the howling starts, looking over at them in bewilderment. her hair is askew and she doesn't actually know what she's looking at but garrett continues to howl. she opens her mouth once, twice, to say something -- anything -- but she... doesn't actually know what to say. so yeah, she just. keeps looking at the spine.
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garrett's still offended.
garrett's just going to tilt his head back and --
howl.
mournfully.
hawke jerks upright as the howling starts, looking over at them in bewilderment. her hair is askew and she doesn't actually know what she's looking at but garrett continues to howl. she opens her mouth once, twice, to say something -- anything -- but she... doesn't actually know what to say. so yeah, she just. keeps looking at the spine.
what in the world. ]