Lost Creek Hollow You've got nothing to fear

intrigued by treason's display of surprise, an expression she didn't often have so genuinely, terance's ears swept forwards. a small smile found it's way to his maw, a bit amused by it as well. there was a first time for everything, he supposed.

sure, maybe he spent a lot of time along the borders, but terance was not a machine, and he was sometimes other places. besides, he lived here-- it was his home too. he was allowed to be in any part of it at any given time. so, what gives? he was thoughtful, trying to decide what she meant by that, but ultimately decided to ask instead of ponder it for himself. "why's that?" he pressed her, dark head tilting to one side.