[It's interesting, the reaction in her, the answering rush of adrenaline, and there's the brief tilt of his head as he aids the Handler to his feet, the man looking around almost vaguely for a moment before his eyes settle on Steph.
Get back to the cockpit. Stay out of the way. Stay out of the Dog's way, no matter what--.
But Giovanni, at least, is already moving, and the man doesn't try to stop him, knows what to expect in a situation like this, the iron grasp of his command loosening at least enough to give Giovanni free reign to do what he was created to do.
When the Dog speaks, it's to Steph.]
Then that's where we're going.
[Far be it from him to reiterate the Handler's warning to stay put if what she wants is to get out and play.
He starts to run then, and it's fast, too fast to be called human, movements slick and fluid and full of preternatural grace.]
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Get back to the cockpit. Stay out of the way. Stay out of the Dog's way, no matter what--.
But Giovanni, at least, is already moving, and the man doesn't try to stop him, knows what to expect in a situation like this, the iron grasp of his command loosening at least enough to give Giovanni free reign to do what he was created to do.
When the Dog speaks, it's to Steph.]
Then that's where we're going.
[Far be it from him to reiterate the Handler's warning to stay put if what she wants is to get out and play.
He starts to run then, and it's fast, too fast to be called human, movements slick and fluid and full of preternatural grace.]