[ All the pets he's getting, to his side and his snout, are grounding him more in the moment and his tail is wagging to a slow beat. He quirks a flat look at Billy who smells ... weird, like Eddie, kind of? Stuffs that snout in his blonde hair and sniffs around, giving a snort when he can't figure it out and leans back up.
Chrissy has been scared enough by monsters (they all have but she kind of crumbled) so Steve sinks into a crouch again and carefully, with his large clawed hands, guides one of her palms up to rest between his ears: she can pet him too, he's not dangerous (not to people he cares about, anyway) and is very fluffy as if his hair exploded into a wolfish mane. ]
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Chrissy has been scared enough by monsters (they all have but she kind of crumbled) so Steve sinks into a crouch again and carefully, with his large clawed hands, guides one of her palms up to rest between his ears: she can pet him too, he's not dangerous (not to people he cares about, anyway) and is very fluffy as if his hair exploded into a wolfish mane. ]