[ Owen smiles. That is true, he does know what he's doing. He's dealt with animals a lot more dangerous than lazy fat lizards, after all. No offense or anything.
Turning off the hose, he makes his way over, climbing up to the bridge above the enclosure where Misty is. He stops in front of her, close enough to get a good look at the gator in her arms, though not yet reaching out to touch her. ]
She's cute. [ He arches an eyebrow, glancing at Misty. ] How is she with petting? A fan, or not so much?
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Turning off the hose, he makes his way over, climbing up to the bridge above the enclosure where Misty is. He stops in front of her, close enough to get a good look at the gator in her arms, though not yet reaching out to touch her. ]
She's cute. [ He arches an eyebrow, glancing at Misty. ] How is she with petting? A fan, or not so much?