 border collie. naturally. Lovely™ | Captain Hurted | Ariana's Bane | Resident Antagonist | Unparalleled Delight
Milo was off in his own little world, which was not exactly out of the ordinary for him in the middle of lessons. Or the middle of corridors. Or the middle of meals. It happened a lot, was the point.
It was the question that had done it, sent him off down a mental tangent that kept him more or less occupied and completely silent these last few minutes, apparently watching Mr Amstern as he spoke but totally glazed over. Still looking at where Mr Amstern had been even when he wasn't there anymore. It wasn't until he took note, on some level, of several flashes of white in the vicinity that Milo returned to the moment very abruptly.
He'd not been paying attention, had no idea the discussion had reached the topic of nogtails, did not know that puppies were being unleashed here today or what the most recent set of instructions were, yet Milo did not seem very surprised to see them suddenly all around. He blinked hard a couple of times, tucked his legs under him so that he was sitting cross-legged on the ground, and watched the puppy frolicking closest to him, rather than attempting to lure it in - which seemed to be at least part of what they had all been told to do, judging by what was happening around him. |