[ Bak freezes up at the new voice chiming in and inwardly groans as he limply allowed Euphie to help him to his feet. ]
That's... [ he gulped and looked away, studiously looking at anything except the two women and that dog still panting happily in his pen which means... He stared down at the turtle and covered up his blush frowned. ] Where the did this turtle come from anyway? Shouldn't it be locked up?