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at treason's quick warning snap, terance retreated his head back with a heavy groan, his paws parting in a wide yawn, green gaze swept over her groggily. more alert now though than before, especially as she started talking. her first comment clicked with him, his ears sweeping forward curiously at the mention of his greeting competition. "good," he said without really thinking, "you're low on time anyway." which was true. terance was itching to lunge at her right now, but he was holding himself down pretty well. it wasn't there just yet. 

"no second thoughts," he confirmed with her, eyes steady on her as he watched treason give the gentlest touch he'd ever seen from her in his life. and then, head tilted gently to one side, he said, "thanks for telling me." he hesitated, clearly a little antsy now that he was fully woken up as he shifted where he sat, "is that all you came for...?" his pink tongue swept over his muzzle.