[Although he stiffens at her touch and he looks sharply at her, he doesn't push her away. If anything, there's something strangely familiar with her touch, if also...strange. Perhaps it's because some part of him recognizes her as someone he's supposed to know.]
No...not exactly... We... [What were they doing? Something... Something...] Foxes?
[It's the first thing that comes to mind and he frowns as he feels another sting, but if he chases it he might get another answer—]
Foxes...we found foxes... And followed them... Something...a bag?
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[Although he stiffens at her touch and he looks sharply at her, he doesn't push her away. If anything, there's something strangely familiar with her touch, if also...strange. Perhaps it's because some part of him recognizes her as someone he's supposed to know.]
No...not exactly... We... [What were they doing? Something... Something...] Foxes?
[It's the first thing that comes to mind and he frowns as he feels another sting, but if he chases it he might get another answer—]
Foxes...we found foxes... And followed them... Something...a bag?