[ He must not drop the creature. He Must Not Drop It.
He freezes up at the bark and stares down at Merlin, wide-eyed. What is that? What is it doing? What does it mean?
He only raises his eyes to look for Midorima. Oh. The board is set up.
Sinistra walks over, slow and stiff, still holding the dog in his arms, having no idea what to do with it. He looks at his designated seat, then at the dog, then at Midorima, helpless. ]
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He freezes up at the bark and stares down at Merlin, wide-eyed. What is that? What is it doing? What does it mean?
He only raises his eyes to look for Midorima. Oh. The board is set up.
Sinistra walks over, slow and stiff, still holding the dog in his arms, having no idea what to do with it. He looks at his designated seat, then at the dog, then at Midorima, helpless. ]