[ Elsie, the Eevee, senses that something is wrong, and makes her way toward Armstrong. She pauses for a moment, paws at your pant leg, and then takes a seat on your foot and looks up.
... Try to not move too much? Elsie isn't going to like being flung somewhere. ]
1/2 .... OKAY... LETS HUG THIS OUT, DUDE.
... Try to not move too much? Elsie isn't going to like being flung somewhere. ]