[ that's hideously ominous and juno gives him a look that says he thinks just that, eyes a little tiredly narrowed and brows raised. he lets his hands release the creature, tucking them instead into folded arms. ] Anyone ever tell you that you and your little "familiar" buddies straight up give 'em the creeps?

[ which is about as close to the truth as it gets when it comes to juno. his truths come out ungentle, grating almost. he can barely feel something pressing itself in the back of his mind on the tender, uncomfortable parts of him like a bruise. ]

A lady likes to have his space. C'mon guys - [ another indignant shake as he throws out a guess, voice somewhat prickly: ] People hate things they don't understand. Pretty par for the course.