The rabbit had been silent for the most part, only whispering to Eir when she visibly became nervous, and she easily relaxing for another stretch of time from his words— whatever they were.

But, as soon as a certain companion ([@PM]) joined the group, Roger would have turned white in the face if he were human.

[color=Salmon]"D-d-dog!"[/color]

The stuffed figure leaped up on top of Eir's head, shaking like a leaf as she attempted to gaze up at him with confusion. [color=Salmon]"No no no! Good doggy, nice doggy! [sub]Please don't eat meeee...[/sub]"[/color]

The small girl let her eyes drift over to the dog, noticing it's non threatening puppy grin with lolling tongue and his wagging tail. [color=pink]"...cute..."[/color] The girl placed Roger down, moving a little closer to the animal.

Roger was about to scream. [color=salmon]"Nooooo! Eir, stay away from it! Dogs are wild beasts! [sub]I still remember that Rottweiler... oh my stuffing was everywhere...[/sub]"[/color] The stuffed rabbit trembled in his post traumatic memory, Eir ignoring the little rabbit.

Her bright big blue eye, her only good one, raised to look at Circe hopefully. [color=pink]"May I pet him...?"[/color] She asked in her quiet voice.