Muldoon's head snaps up at the hat's sudden appearance, but the moment he sees that familiar face a smile unfurls his normally taut mouth. "Ellie."
He stands to clasp her hand and pull her into a brief half-hug. Part of him wished she wasn't here, dragged into yet another potentially deadly InGen sponsored tour. Except it turns out that his relief at having a competent and capable companion far outweighs that dread he feels on her behalf. A relief that is only compounded to see that she doesn't look worse off from the last time they parted ways.
"I thought you'd know better than to end up back here," he teases through his firm tone. A moment later he relaxes again, gesturing to the seat across from his and leaning in with each of the questions that come barrelling from him. "How are you? How have you been? How's Dr. Grant?"
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Date: 2021-08-13 08:08 pm (UTC)He stands to clasp her hand and pull her into a brief half-hug. Part of him wished she wasn't here, dragged into yet another potentially deadly InGen sponsored tour. Except it turns out that his relief at having a competent and capable companion far outweighs that dread he feels on her behalf. A relief that is only compounded to see that she doesn't look worse off from the last time they parted ways.
"I thought you'd know better than to end up back here," he teases through his firm tone. A moment later he relaxes again, gesturing to the seat across from his and leaning in with each of the questions that come barrelling from him. "How are you? How have you been? How's Dr. Grant?"