[ Peter was already headed to offer up belly rubs to the newcomer when Gabriel busts his way onto the scene and Peter clears his throat, holding back laughter because he doesn't have to wonder about what that look means. Peter'd be able to identify it even if Gabriel wasn't a dog. ]
Hey, hey. Shh. [ Combing his fingers through the fur at the side of Gabriel's head, Peter pats the grass at his other side. ]
Come here -- [ He had no idea if Gabriel would actually do it, mind, but he could at least try and ask it of him. Using his arm to try and corral Gabriel a little to the side, he noses into his fur in the process, making firm eye contact. ] Sit down -- you're fine, okay?
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Hey, hey. Shh. [ Combing his fingers through the fur at the side of Gabriel's head, Peter pats the grass at his other side. ]
Come here -- [ He had no idea if Gabriel would actually do it, mind, but he could at least try and ask it of him. Using his arm to try and corral Gabriel a little to the side, he noses into his fur in the process, making firm eye contact. ] Sit down -- you're fine, okay?