"Oh, you drive a hard bargain, petit chien! But okay, you may have the bag!
Minus one piece for myself, naturellement."
She places a hand between his ears (after first making sure to discharge any static) and gently scritches behind both of them. Good scritches, too. She has-
"Oh, my..."
She's tempted to ask what the gun was like - after all, that sounds like a marvel of electrical engineering. But no, even she knows that's inappropriate.
"I suppose we are! Thank you, Doctor, that does put me at ease."
Suddenly she winces, hand going to cover-
@EquineSharpshot Wattson squeals in surprise when she's swung around and held in his arms. So strong! She tilts her head and rests it gently against him.
"Désolé, Jak... I have just been so busy with the games, and my projects. I will make an effort to say hello more often, grand chevaux."
@EquineSharpshot "I do not know what you mean by 'bubby cake', but yes! It is me! What purple lady are you talking about...?"
Clinging around his shoulders, obviously happy to see him.
"I missed you!"
"...Thank you, doctor. It just not often I show people these scars..."
She stands nervously, readying herself mentally for the examination. A couple deep breaths.