"One of my-?" He blinks, tilting his head. Just as suddenly as his understanding of the creatures came, so did recollection of Scout, the little Poochyena he'd been raising.
"Uh! Scout?! He-hey!"
He whirls around, back toward the room he'd been launched out of, starting to search around in a mix of worry and confusion.
"Buddy, are you in here? Scouuut...?"
How had he forgotten? Why was recollection of so many simple things so difficult? He's not equipped to process all the technicalities of world-hopping, especially not when put on-the-spot; he's more a react-now, think-later sort.
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"Uh! Scout?! He-hey!"
He whirls around, back toward the room he'd been launched out of, starting to search around in a mix of worry and confusion.
"Buddy, are you in here? Scouuut...?"
How had he forgotten? Why was recollection of so many simple things so difficult? He's not equipped to process all the technicalities of world-hopping, especially not when put on-the-spot; he's more a react-now, think-later sort.