[Rufus knows when he's being watched; even if he didn't, Darkstar would've picked up on it herself, vigilant as ever when her master chooses to idle his time in a public place. By the time Vanessa begins to make her approach, Darkstar is already watching her through hooded red eyes, so perfectly still and unmoving that her chain collar doesn't make a sound.
Rufus, for his part, keeps his eyes on his book, giving at least the impression of being engrossed in the tale he's reading until he's outright regarded, and only then does he let his attention flick up, eyebrows raising just slightly.]
"She"? What makes you think that?
[Like. She's not wrong. It's just that a lot of people wouldn't make that assumption about a guard animal at first glance, and as a result, he's now curious.]
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Rufus, for his part, keeps his eyes on his book, giving at least the impression of being engrossed in the tale he's reading until he's outright regarded, and only then does he let his attention flick up, eyebrows raising just slightly.]
"She"? What makes you think that?
[Like. She's not wrong. It's just that a lot of people wouldn't make that assumption about a guard animal at first glance, and as a result, he's now curious.]