[ But they're kids, and Heine doesn't expect them to be prodigies of any kind. He reaches up to the hook next to the door for Cerberus' guide harness and vest. ]
I'm fine to go now.
[ Not asked to be at attention yet, Cerberus nuzzles Eames' hand, huffing at his palm happily until Heine murmurs 'heel', and he moves to stand properly aligned with his feet. ]
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[ But they're kids, and Heine doesn't expect them to be prodigies of any kind. He reaches up to the hook next to the door for Cerberus' guide harness and vest. ]
I'm fine to go now.
[ Not asked to be at attention yet, Cerberus nuzzles Eames' hand, huffing at his palm happily until Heine murmurs 'heel', and he moves to stand properly aligned with his feet. ]
How do you think he's doing?