Re: Jurassic Park: Gwen & Peter
"The current theory is thermoregulation and communication, including echo-" But that was as far as she managed to get in the explanation of crests before the sound of the youngster behind them.
She felt his fingers on the back of her shirt, and she was totally unsurprised. He'd always been protective in this weird way that wasn't invalidating of her own ability to do stuff. Okay, sometimes he freaked and went overboard and webbed her to things, but she always got away, and she didn't think of herself as a damsel that required rescuing. She helped get him out of trouble every single time, and she was just currently choosing to forget the part where it had caused her death. Not important at the moment. Nope.
She mostly held her breath when the young dinosaur inspected the grass on her palm, and she had to try really hard to hold back a giggle as it took the grass out of her hand with a rough nudge. It trumpeted, and then it raced past them and into the larger herd, and she turned quick enough to bump into the boy at her back. She didn't bother nudging him or making him turn, she just braced her hands on his chest, and she watched over his shoulder as the herd turned and moved. "It looks like dancing," she said, and she looked up at his face. Her smile then wasn't wan, not like it had been on the hood of the car.
She moved back, and she grabbed his hand and started moving into the clearing. Small, quiet steps, and she had a feeling these creatures had seen humans more recently than she'd originally reasoned. Maybe they could get into the middle of the wide-open space, and how totally awesome would that be?
She veered wide of the three dinosaurs that were closest to the trees, and she didn't stop until they were halfway across the green, in the center of the herd, feet of empty grass around them on either side. "Open my bag?" she whispered. "There's a blanket." Which wasn't swabs and vials, but she didn't really care just then. It was sunny, and she felt like maybe she wouldn't immediately start crying at the drop of a pin, and maybe just sitting there for a little while would be good. They needed to look over the map to see how far they'd strayed anyway, right? That was a perfectly logical and scientific reason to sit in the middle of a dinosaur-filled field.