He blinked, and looked up at her, startled. "Hmm?" Snap twisted and came to his feet, giving her an identical, startled expression out of bright golden eyes that were far too intelligent. Automatically, DP reached out and buried his fingers into the silver ruff, scratching the strong shoulders. "Oh," he shrugged, "...that's where I work. Worked." He hesitated a moment, then shook his head and continued, "...figured the safest place to be was in the high country, and the high country I know best is up near Kelsea. Plenty of sheep -- " again, the shy, self-depreciating smile, " -- which I used to get paid to herd, so I know where they are like to be. Mutton's not so bad." He met her eyes for a moment, then dropped his gaze, focussing on Snap's ears. "Low population density means fewer Infected and less places to be caught out, I figure."
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