[Ivar notices that there's something a little peculiar in the way this guy catches the alien. He just sort of seems to get pulled back by an invisible force. Huh. Ivar might be more surprised if he hadn't just spent the past eight months in the company of superheroes, aliens, and real life gods.
He's going to question him, but as the leash is handed over to him, the little creature just goes 'Ohhhhhhhh' and flops over into a boneless heap. From the expression on its face, it is apparent it has decided that its imminent demise is near, and that the two of them are most likely going to eat it.
Ivar shakes his head as he climbs back into his wheelchair.]
No, no, no. None of that.
[He picks the creature up and puts it on his lap. Ivar begins to softly pet it in an attempt to convince it of safety. It seems to respond well to being scratched behind the ear fins, so he rubs them as he speaks to Chase.]
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He's going to question him, but as the leash is handed over to him, the little creature just goes 'Ohhhhhhhh' and flops over into a boneless heap. From the expression on its face, it is apparent it has decided that its imminent demise is near, and that the two of them are most likely going to eat it.
Ivar shakes his head as he climbs back into his wheelchair.]
No, no, no. None of that.
[He picks the creature up and puts it on his lap. Ivar begins to softly pet it in an attempt to convince it of safety. It seems to respond well to being scratched behind the ear fins, so he rubs them as he speaks to Chase.]
How'd you do that?