( Kyle makes his promise — and that last little bit, or Jack, seems to tip the scales in the right direction finally. She leans in even closer, her enormous face peering over Jack's shoulder, closer and closer until Jack and Rita are chest to chest with only his skinny body standing between her and Kyle.
Rita looks Kyle directly in the eyes, silent for a tense moment — at least the growling stopped? — and then an enormous tongue lolls out, and she licks Kyle directly in the face.
There's a weird chittering sound and a whine, and she peels back to look at the remains of Kyle's bed, trying visibly to stuff herself up underneath the splinters. Jack's shoulders relax, and he slumps visibly, relieved. )
Jesus Christ. I am- so sorry. I don't know how in the hell that- this- is even.... happening?
( Chunks of wood and pillow feathers are tossed over the giant beast's shoulders in her fruitless attempt to get back to her preferred spot — one which no longer exists. )
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Rita looks Kyle directly in the eyes, silent for a tense moment — at least the growling stopped? — and then an enormous tongue lolls out, and she licks Kyle directly in the face.
There's a weird chittering sound and a whine, and she peels back to look at the remains of Kyle's bed, trying visibly to stuff herself up underneath the splinters. Jack's shoulders relax, and he slumps visibly, relieved. )
Jesus Christ. I am- so sorry. I don't know how in the hell that- this- is even.... happening?
( Chunks of wood and pillow feathers are tossed over the giant beast's shoulders in her fruitless attempt to get back to her preferred spot — one which no longer exists. )