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[Well. Going from aggressive bites to distressed bites is probably improvement?

He tries to get his free arm around her neck enough to tug her away. Maybe he should have done any research on dealing with real wild animals and not magic soul monsters.]

Stop that.

[ it's... something... ]

[ he manages and she moves off of him, but then coils her tentacles around his arms and tugs. hard. she's not going to stop trying to get his armor off, though after some realization she comes to the conclusion that it's just... not going anywhere. ]

[ stares at him and lowers her head a little. ]

[The armor is protective, but it doesn't stop it from feeling like his arms might be pulled out of their sockets, and he grunts through grit teeth as she tugs.

But at least he realizes she seems to be trying to pull his armor off rather than hurt him, now, and when she pauses he drops his Henshin warily, her grip loosening as his armor dissolves, ready to bring it back up again if she resumes her attack.]

Are you done?

[ as soon as his henshin drops she calms down and heads back over to his side, taking a seat and quirking her head to the side. he looks like he's alright, so she's just going to lean over and gently bump his head with her own. ]

[He sits up properly and awkwardly puts a hand on her head as he looks over her monster form properly up close for the first time.]

There we go.

[ doot. she lets him touch her, letting out some low grumble, because she's glad he's alright. his henshin armor makes her think he's going to attack her or that he, himself, is being harmed, so she was considerably alarmed, BUT all is well now. ]

[absently]

That was almost easier than I expected...

[one of the things he brought with him was apparently a harness, which he picks up once she's settled and attempts to slide around her.]

[ ??? ]

[ looks at him, then looks at the harness, then looks at him again... and immediately scrambles backwards to avoid getting put in it. sorry, she might be calm, but she doesn't know what the heck that contraption is, so this isn't going to be a walk in the park. ]

[sighs]

Don't be difficult. Look, come here.

[He snaps one part of the harness loosely around his arm to demonstrate and then holds out his hand awkwardly]

[ she's growling at the harness from afar until he tells her not to be difficult, in which case that stops immediately. she'll watch as he puts a part of it around his arm and then creep closer to investigate. ] ... [ she makes a soft noise, pushing her snout into his hand and then giving it a lick as she stands there. she's tense, but she's not going back off like she had a moment ago. he's free to try to put it on her again. ]

[He makes a face at the lick, but attempts to get the chest strap around her again.]

[ she lets him no problem this time. ]

[He fastens all the buckles and then tugs at it to test how secure it is.]

[ it seems secure enough, but the tug gets a growl out of her - tail snapping and tentacles giving him a push, as if to say, careful. ]

[snorts]

Fine, fine. That looks good on you.

[ huffs at him, trying to wriggle out of the harness, because it’s kind of uncomfortable. when squirming accomplishes nothing she’s going to try to use her tentacles to shove to off, but that only gets them tangled in it. ]

[ >8/ ]

[he laughs before rising to his feet and going over to his bag]

[ falls onto her side and kicks her hind legs in the air as if she could slash through the harness. she can't. her claws aren't even close to it. she growls, wriggling back and forth and growling louder and louder and... just making herself into more of a mess. the tentacles are more tangled up whenever seto returns and she's just laying on her back starting up at him; eyes narrowed. ]

[Well he was retrieving a few things to attempt target practice, but when he gets back and sees her tangled up he heaves a sigh and sets them aside.]

Easier than I expected, and yet I somehow didn't expect you to be just as much of a disaster in this form. I'll take things slower.

[He reaches out to try to tug a tentacle free]

[ and the moment he touched the tentacle he’s going to get charmed. look, she’s capable of trying to cull him like a siren too. now how about leaving that dumb bag of tricks along and paying all of your attention to her! ]

[His tug of her tentacle turns into an affectionate stroke.

He blinks down at her for a moment, confused.]

[ heh heh heh ]

[ moving closer she gently bumps her head into him. she doesn’t think she’ll be able to get him to remove this pesky harness, but she does happen to believe there had been more of them in that dreaded bag of his. ]

[ with a bit more fussing she manages to get the tentacle free, which she immediately uses to loosely coil around his middle. mine. ]

[Even with strange feelings of affection his natural instinct isn't towards cuddling, but the possessiveness resonates, at least, and he runs his hand over her head before straightening her harness and using it to hold her close.]

[ she doesn't seem to mind this in the slightest, because she's got a possessive streak like this too. he's hers just as much as she's his. no one is going to tell her otherwise, and though she's 'calmed' she won't hesitate to attack anybody that tries to harm him or take him. she nuzzles up against his hand, tipping her head back and opening her maw to give it a good lick. ]

[He's not annoyed by the lick this time, and just rubs her head a few times]

...You're not that bad like this, actually.

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