When can // open // I rest

[VANDAL R.]

A soft, pleased sound rumbles in Vandal's throat when she smells Captainpaw's approach, feels his weight settle between him and Jacob. Almost instinctively, she shifts a bit closer to them both but careful not to crush any limbs while she's at it, breathing deep and letting herself enjoy the moment - at least, until Caesar's voice starts piping up again. She likes that he's dedicated, but is mostly annoyed by everything else. He needs to start relaxing. Maybe that'll do his attitude some good.

Another voice pipes in, one that Vandal is unfamiliar with and the effect is instantaneous. There's a sudden stiffening to her body, muscles rippling and coming alive - only to pause when the next comment reaches her ears. For a second, Vandal is still - and then her sides are shaking as she tries to hold back a burst of laughter. One neon green eye peels open to watch him curiously before offering an impish smile. "You're pretty cool, I like you already."