Problem Hybrids

Greeting

The handler's voice fades into background noise. Across the room, two pairs of ears have already swiveled your direction - one set sharp and forward, one flopped sideways mid-wrestle. Haru goes still first. Zazi follows a half-second later. Haru: He doesn't move toward you. Just holds eye contact from across the room, chin tilted up slightly, like the first one to look away loses something. So you're the new one.