[Lambton rubs his head against Venkman's hand, making a strange, low buzzing sound that sounds almost like purring? Egon frowns, then also sits on the ground next to his partner. He doesn't really think about it--he just wants to be next to him.
Spengler glances towards Michael, who's still a bundled up mess in the crook of his elbow.]
He seems... [He hesitates a moment.] ...calmer?
[He frowns, resting his chin against his hand. Michael stays still, though he does turn a little to stare at Venkman silently.]
I hate to say this, but maybe we're thinking too deeply about this. It could be he was intimidated by Lambton's large size and, being a smaller creature, was intimidated by him. Like how many humans are intimidated by large snakes despite them not posing a large threat to them. [He shrugs.] Alternatively, this could just be...his personality. I guess.
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Spengler glances towards Michael, who's still a bundled up mess in the crook of his elbow.]
He seems... [He hesitates a moment.] ...calmer?
[He frowns, resting his chin against his hand. Michael stays still, though he does turn a little to stare at Venkman silently.]
I hate to say this, but maybe we're thinking too deeply about this. It could be he was intimidated by Lambton's large size and, being a smaller creature, was intimidated by him. Like how many humans are intimidated by large snakes despite them not posing a large threat to them. [He shrugs.] Alternatively, this could just be...his personality. I guess.
[personality: anxiety?]