Good. You let me or Kirby know if Egon does anything to freak you out, alright?
[Venkman winces at the sudden tantrum as shadow-y claws dig into his skin. He kneels on the floor and tries to gently place Michael down a good distance from Lambton, still gently holding the Mimikyu. Michael can probably pull himself free at this point, but Venkman's trying to calm him down instead.]
Hey, hey- it's alright, little man. Nothing's wrong, Lambton's chill, it's ok- you're ok... See? Lambton's still asleep, and even if he wasn't, I promise, he wouldn't want to hurt you. Ok?
[Idly, Venkman wonders when his life turned out like this- thirteen foot long snake wrapped around his body like a fashion accessory, trying to calm down a baby ghost in a kitchen at 3 in the morning while Egon eats his weight in mushrooms.]
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[Venkman winces at the sudden tantrum as shadow-y claws dig into his skin. He kneels on the floor and tries to gently place Michael down a good distance from Lambton, still gently holding the Mimikyu. Michael can probably pull himself free at this point, but Venkman's trying to calm him down instead.]
Hey, hey- it's alright, little man. Nothing's wrong, Lambton's chill, it's ok- you're ok... See? Lambton's still asleep, and even if he wasn't, I promise, he wouldn't want to hurt you. Ok?
[Idly, Venkman wonders when his life turned out like this- thirteen foot long snake wrapped around his body like a fashion accessory, trying to calm down a baby ghost in a kitchen at 3 in the morning while Egon eats his weight in mushrooms.]