[ charles simply stands there and lets her think, his stance easy and unthreatening; he's truly trying his best here to make sure she doesn't run away. and when she finally agrees, he aims a truly blindingly brilliant smile at her. ]
Aces! Right, let's go.
[ and he'll just start leading them towards where the sheep are, chattering on the way about their names, about what they eat, all ultimately unimportant details.
once there, he takes the bag full of grains and starts feeding the sheep closest to him: roger, this one, one that scott apparently named after roger moore. once roger has eaten, he holds out the bag for a2. ] You want to try?
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Aces! Right, let's go.
[ and he'll just start leading them towards where the sheep are, chattering on the way about their names, about what they eat, all ultimately unimportant details.
once there, he takes the bag full of grains and starts feeding the sheep closest to him: roger, this one, one that scott apparently named after roger moore. once roger has eaten, he holds out the bag for a2. ] You want to try?