07-30-2018, 07:20 PM
Morgan followed Vigenere to the scene since the two had been on a walk shortly after the meeting. The strange phenomenon affecting the Commander caused the samoyed to growl, worried. He let his companion take the lead, hoping that Beck would be able to hear them. "Vigenere, I have an idea too."
Drawing a small ball of water from his bracers, the dog whispered, "I really don't want to hurt him... but if he doesn't say anything, I might just have to." Indeed, as with most of the water he held, it was from the ocean and rather salty as a result. If dogs could sweat, Morgan would be covered in it. He only ever had to hurt a fellow Tangler once before, and he did not want to have to do it again.
Drawing a small ball of water from his bracers, the dog whispered, "I really don't want to hurt him... but if he doesn't say anything, I might just have to." Indeed, as with most of the water he held, it was from the ocean and rather salty as a result. If dogs could sweat, Morgan would be covered in it. He only ever had to hurt a fellow Tangler once before, and he did not want to have to do it again.