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In the moments just before she was suspended into the air Desi gave the man in front of her the weirdest look she had probably given anyone. What on earth was he talking about? What was a meh can ih call? For that matter, what was a weh pun? Were they things to eat? Or maybe toys! All the same, her ears perked and her face drew up into a scowl of sorts as she tried to process what the Big Man had said. He seemed nice, if a little weird or crazy. He was smiling at her, and not nice people did not do that, right?
Even after her Mommy scolded her, the only change to the girl's appearance was that she laid her ears flat. Hanna knew that she had heard her, but even she could only wonder what the pup's confusion was about. The mother worked not to laugh as Desi's mouth hung slack. She was somewhat proud; Strel's growling did not scare the young one. In fact, the pup's facial expression still had not changed, as though she was having problems completely comprehending what the Cour des Miracles man was saying.
But who could know what was really going through the pup's mind? To Désirée, danger still did not exist. Even with her mother insisting that some person much like Big Man could come and take her away and Mommy could never find her ever, ever again, some part of the child scoffed, asserting within her mind that no power on earth would keep her hero, her Mommy, from locating Dehh zee ray. She was mommy's girl.
All the while the blue merle puppy was chewing on her thoughts, she listened as Big Man talked to Mommy, using lots of words that her little brain could not even break down into bits, let alone grasp. The man bent over her hand as he did, and for one irrational moment, Désirée was afraid that he was going to eat Hanna, hand first. He merely touched his lips to the dark fur of the medic's hand, then released her, standing upright once more. Yet another oddity to add to this person.
As Strelein's lips touched her hand, Hanna flushed red beneath her fur. My, were all Cour des Miracles men charming? Her heart seemed to skip a beat, though it was not nearly as pronounced as it had been when she was with Jacquez. Perhaps it was merely that the collie king had entered her space first, capturing her hand instead of having it offered to him. Either way, the woman felt at ease, and at his query, may have slightly exaggerated looking around the snowy wooded area before she spoke to him. "Sure, thank you so much for offering. I was headed northwest, but it would be nice to stay in a warm building for the evening." Belatedly she wondered who he was referring to as Dizzy, but she realized that her daughter had probably mispronounced her name when she spoke to her host originally. It was cute, in a way, so she let it slide. In fact, Hanna decided she might begin fondly referring to her little girl as Dizzy, herself.
Speak, think, act,
Desi talks, Desi thinks