[The dog turns towards the...well, he's not sure what this being is. It smells like a man, and deer, and something that Bandit doesn't know what, but that makes his nose tingle. Even if he was told that was the scent of magic, he wouldn't understand what that meant. He's not frightened though. This being doesn't seem bad.]
Got away. From the lab. Looking 4 home.
[That is a very long speech for the dog, but his complicated past can be boiled down to simple terms. This was done to him by people, perhaps no better or worse than most, but uncaring of the feelings of the animals they were using.]
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Got away. From the lab. Looking 4 home.
[That is a very long speech for the dog, but his complicated past can be boiled down to simple terms. This was done to him by people, perhaps no better or worse than most, but uncaring of the feelings of the animals they were using.]