[76 lets out a long-suffering sigh and continues to follow her to the culprit, if only because it's increasingly white out and he doesn't want either of them to get lost. What she finds is, of course, predictable, and he comes to a stop, folding his arms.]
Doesn't look like a spy to me.
[His voice is lowered, too, but still as gravely as ever. Unamused.]
no subject
Doesn't look like a spy to me.
[His voice is lowered, too, but still as gravely as ever. Unamused.]
You're gonna scare it away.