[ Hellboy's grin spreads in the wake of that kiss, bordering, a tiny bit, on being goofy for while she's occupied with taking the gift from him before he pulls his composure back. He follows her look into the living room, expression softening again at the sight of Bruce sprawled out like that. The hyena isn't anything like Mac, the dog that's almost seventy years behind him now, but he's got a soft spot for animals that the passage of time hasn't managed to erode yet. ]
Yeah, he's pretty far up there. [ He glances back at Harley. ] Didn't pull you out of bed did I?
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Yeah, he's pretty far up there. [ He glances back at Harley. ] Didn't pull you out of bed did I?