[This illicits a disoriented, pained noise from the canine but she's on her paws again, shaking her head and soon focused enough again that she becomes aggressive once more.]
No.
[The Marquis shakes his head, clearly out of sorts himself, as he's not certain what to do or say, though he does have a firearm he should be going for.]
She --
[He doesn't know what to say. She was sleeping more than usual, slower to respond, but he hadn't thought anything was wrong.]
[Spam]
No.
[The Marquis shakes his head, clearly out of sorts himself, as he's not certain what to do or say, though he does have a firearm he should be going for.]
She --
[He doesn't know what to say. She was sleeping more than usual, slower to respond, but he hadn't thought anything was wrong.]