The glance... practically has Ilda melting into her seat. It subdues her, at least. Somewhat.
But it also intensifies her goo-goo-eyed staring at Zephyr.
The officer, on the other hand, just raises an eyebrow at 'harmless'. The blonde might look all sweet and innocent, but looks can be deceiving, and she's pretty sure she'd seen Ilda kick the poor creature. "Animal cruelty. Kicked a munga."
"I did not!" Ilda protests, squirming in her seat; for a moment one might worry she's going to launch herself at the Sentry officer. "It bit my ankle! I just shook it off! What was I supposed to do, let it snack on the rest of my leg?"
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But it also intensifies her goo-goo-eyed staring at Zephyr.
The officer, on the other hand, just raises an eyebrow at 'harmless'. The blonde might look all sweet and innocent, but looks can be deceiving, and she's pretty sure she'd seen Ilda kick the poor creature. "Animal cruelty. Kicked a munga."
"I did not!" Ilda protests, squirming in her seat; for a moment one might worry she's going to launch herself at the Sentry officer. "It bit my ankle! I just shook it off! What was I supposed to do, let it snack on the rest of my leg?"