The sudden sound of someone complimenting him surprises him. Jonathan wasn't expecting anyone else around and yet, here comes the infamous Harley Quinn bounding up to him with such joy in her expression. That... never happens like what were the odds.
Next thing, he knows she's hugging him and scratching his ears which... did feel good and its obvious in the little head tilt against her touch, the soft rumble of his chest. She keeps mentioning a 'Bruce' and he's not sure who that is. A partner? A pet? Bruce Wayne? He can't ask in this form.
He's a bit lost in thought that he only caught the words, 'Stray' and 'Owner' then there is the familiar jingle of a collar and he's honestly surprised such a thing fit around his neck. What kind of pet did she have to own one of these in the first place or did she just keep large collars on her person at all times?
Jonathan looks between Harley and the leash attached to the collar and when she tells him to follow her home, he panics. Not that he should be afraid of the Joker's former girlfriend, there is only respect there, but because if he left the drop, it would look like he he abandoned his post and a hit would likely be put on him or immense suspicion that he's a double agent and can't be trusted which he thinks is much worse.
He shakes his head, making a near yelping sound before he looks down on what he's sitting on and patting it. The crate was, as far as he knew, were weapons mostly. Maybe drugs by the smell of it. It was supposed to be given for a large cash payout and well, that turned south very fast if the bodies around him were any consolation.
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Date: 2020-03-11 11:39 am (UTC)Next thing, he knows she's hugging him and scratching his ears which... did feel good and its obvious in the little head tilt against her touch, the soft rumble of his chest. She keeps mentioning a 'Bruce' and he's not sure who that is. A partner? A pet? Bruce Wayne? He can't ask in this form.
He's a bit lost in thought that he only caught the words, 'Stray' and 'Owner' then there is the familiar jingle of a collar and he's honestly surprised such a thing fit around his neck. What kind of pet did she have to own one of these in the first place or did she just keep large collars on her person at all times?
Jonathan looks between Harley and the leash attached to the collar and when she tells him to follow her home, he panics. Not that he should be afraid of the Joker's former girlfriend, there is only respect there, but because if he left the drop, it would look like he he abandoned his post and a hit would likely be put on him or immense suspicion that he's a double agent and can't be trusted which he thinks is much worse.
He shakes his head, making a near yelping sound before he looks down on what he's sitting on and patting it. The crate was, as far as he knew, were weapons mostly. Maybe drugs by the smell of it. It was supposed to be given for a large cash payout and well, that turned south very fast if the bodies around him were any consolation.