[ breathing heavier, with the line of tension cut. blinks up at the dark skies. stars. the ones that guided him back here.
absently, ]

Yeah...
You've got great jaw strength.

[ tail settles on him again, somewhere around Muffin's ankle. no squeeze. self-soothing. the intensity bleeds out of him like the blood pooling under Muffin's palm. he's thoughtful. not quite fully understanding when the line was, yet. ]