[They've had the chance to meet, sometime when Haran wasn't - didn't care to - be around, probably tending to another capture in the city. None of the people leftover in this house care much for the guests he chooses to bring in, and he's sure Brandon is just another one.
Still, the boy knows his way around... He knows how to talk to the Morrisons and wants to learn how to appeal to them, most of all Haran, which the spoiler brat likes. The hyenas are restless with the new presence, desperate to snap their teeth at fresh meat, and Haran may just decide to send it to them if he's proved wrong.
Do the others feel anything new about him, though? They must have had the chance to talk and form an opinion by now. Even Tavor, stuck in the basement with the other monstrosities, watches from the shadows.]
Qetzi...
[A sing-song mutter, playing with one of the flowers she's left in the kitchen.]
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Still, the boy knows his way around... He knows how to talk to the Morrisons and wants to learn how to appeal to them, most of all Haran, which the spoiler brat likes. The hyenas are restless with the new presence, desperate to snap their teeth at fresh meat, and Haran may just decide to send it to them if he's proved wrong.
Do the others feel anything new about him, though? They must have had the chance to talk and form an opinion by now. Even Tavor, stuck in the basement with the other monstrosities, watches from the shadows.]
Qetzi...
[A sing-song mutter, playing with one of the flowers she's left in the kitchen.]