[His expression softens slightly when he glances at her. It's an understanding look.]
I think you may be right, Miss Doro...
[His eyes lift suddenly over her shoulder. He moves before he says anything; it's wild how quickly and efficiently he can react being so big.
He's not exactly sure what he intends to do with the bubble, and he's not sure why he assumes Dorothy should be shielded--but he stops in front of her with an arm out. To just... let it pop... against him and the both of them.]
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I think you may be right, Miss Doro...
[His eyes lift suddenly over her shoulder. He moves before he says anything; it's wild how quickly and efficiently he can react being so big.
He's not exactly sure what he intends to do with the bubble, and he's not sure why he assumes Dorothy should be shielded--but he stops in front of her with an arm out. To just... let it pop... against him and the both of them.]