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[The truth of the matter is that Ben is probably a lot less dangerous like this than he is normally; he draws his head back and somehow folds himself smaller, collecting everything about him into a more compact space as Bucky lays down to look at him. There's barely enough space under here for Ben to have his head raised, even as small as he is, and his ears turn back somewhat.

There's a long, tense moment in which Ben just glares at him, goldgreen eyes narrowed and perturbed; then his ears relax just a fraction and and stretches his neck out a bit, whiskers tilting forward.]

I know. [He still doesn't sound happy about it, but it's not the nervous tension that characterizes him normally.] Canine. I'm not surprised.