Johan is no expert at animal behaviour--well, unless by 'animal' you mean 'human,' and by 'behaviour' you mean... oh, nevermind.
He doesn't argue with Ginko, although he raises his eyesbrows a little apologetically as he steps forward--slowly, watching the rat king with a very specific sort of awareness. A kind that is not afraid, but which certainly does not imply trust.
This is for the better, because he has to duck--quickly--when one head of the rat king's jaws snap shut inches from his head.
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He doesn't argue with Ginko, although he raises his eyesbrows a little apologetically as he steps forward--slowly, watching the rat king with a very specific sort of awareness. A kind that is not afraid, but which certainly does not imply trust.
This is for the better, because he has to duck--quickly--when one head of the rat king's jaws snap shut inches from his head.
Johan retreats back to the fence fairly quickly.
"Perhaps it doesn't like cats...?"