The little bloke with the French accent is wearing just about the same sort of shirt, floofy in the sleeves and hanging...yeah, not really long enough for comfort under the circumstances.
He's holding up his hands in a gesture that's probably meant to soothe, and not-very-effectually telling the dog to get off the bed. Eventually he gives up on that, and hauls the dog over by the collar and hugs her, still eyeing Ashley apologetically. "Feuilly," he repeats. "My name is Feuilly, this is Milliways, and--you--you're all right, you really are all right, but you--may be--a little confused?"
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
timeasmymeasure
no subject
Date: 2017-03-02 11:31 pm (UTC)He's holding up his hands in a gesture that's probably meant to soothe, and not-very-effectually telling the dog to get off the bed. Eventually he gives up on that, and hauls the dog over by the collar and hugs her, still eyeing Ashley apologetically. "Feuilly," he repeats. "My name is Feuilly, this is Milliways, and--you--you're all right, you really are all right, but you--may be--a little confused?"