[ Once the latest goat launches into an acrobatic fit, Dimitri can't help a quiet laugh. It's not made at Damian's expense so much as an aimless, buoyant noise, just put out there to carry in the air.
He doesn't laugh much, here. It's a nice little reprieve, brief as it is. ]
Your subjects grow unruly.
[ He grabs another handful of grass to divert a few of the goats his way. The older ones get distracted. The cow clambers about lazily between them. ]
Perhaps the young ones just wish to play with you. [ Just a guess, since it doesn't look like they're that interested in the food. ]
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He doesn't laugh much, here. It's a nice little reprieve, brief as it is. ]
Your subjects grow unruly.
[ He grabs another handful of grass to divert a few of the goats his way. The older ones get distracted. The cow clambers about lazily between them. ]
Perhaps the young ones just wish to play with you. [ Just a guess, since it doesn't look like they're that interested in the food. ]