At the sudden pine scent, he sneezes, reflexively backing away from the source. Between that and the scents being swept away from the influx of air, he's able to get a grip on himself.
Kind of.
At least he's not looking at Egon anymore? Or anyone, for that matter.
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Date: 2007-11-06 05:54 am (UTC)Kind of.
At least he's not looking at Egon anymore? Or anyone, for that matter.