❛ don’t you dare take another step, fiend ! you said that last time ! ❜ he puts a gloved hand out to insist on keeping some semblance distance between himself and keaton. it’s not that laslow wants to treat him this way, but the last time he was so eager to see what ‘ treasure ’ keaton had in store, he was worried he might need a trip to the healers tent if it bit him.
❛ gah. okay. whatever you have, take it out SLOWLY. and don’t throw it in my direction this time ! ❜
‘ what? WHY---? ’ everything about keaton just---DROOPS as he slides to a stop. tail, ears, & shoulders all slump & his face furrows into a pout. his expression slides from wounded puppy to mildly exasperated; signaled along with a twitch of his ear. ok----so MAYBE the last treasure wasn’t THE BEST but it was still good!! the patterns on that spider were so unique. RUDE... then laslow bends & keaton perks up visibly, tail already swaying even though his voice is grumbled through his forced frown.
‘ w---well. i don’t know. maybe i don’t wanna show you anymore!
it’s not like it’s a present for you or anything... ’