Bunny does eyeball Sam's hawk, but not in a tense prey way - he might balk at the shadow of the hawk overhead, but one look at it somehow registers very quickly as 'oh, that's just Sam.' Same as Dan recognizes the woman as a part of him, he would never mistake the ferret or the hawk for enemies, no matter their external shapes.
It's similar to the way the human daemon is somehow clearly, despite her external appearance, not a real human. It's hard to nail down just why, looking at her - maybe the whites of her eyes are too perfectly white, no shadows of blue veins where her skin should be thin enough for those to faintly show, little missing markers of being an organic creature that are hard to pick out, but not impossible to detect with true human senses. Maybe it's even that she looks a little too perfectly human, that looking at her, it's immediately clear what a human animal is - an apex pursuit predator, comparatively inexhaustible, adaptable to almost any terrain. To humans who haven't thought of themselves as such an animal, her presence may be strange.
The human daemon has a very clear personal bubble, but Sam is allowed in that bubble just enough for her to very gingerly take the offered coat, careful not to touch his skin. That just makes it all the more obvious to their hosts, though, when she hands Bunny rather carelessly over to Dan, their hands brushing as she turns her person over. The daemon doesn't react, but Bunny clocks the way their handlers turn suddenly away looking wide-eyed and appalled by the implications of her non-reaction.
Well there's already more information out than he likes from that, and he waits antsy and furious in Dan's arms for his daemon to finish buttoning up her coat.
"This isn't a good idea. We're too vulnerable this way," he objects, while his daemon nods furiously before holding her hands back out for him. "We have to sit this one out if it's gonna split us like this."
"No argument here," the human daemon agrees. "People are not going to like it when I defend my person against them."
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It's similar to the way the human daemon is somehow clearly, despite her external appearance, not a real human. It's hard to nail down just why, looking at her - maybe the whites of her eyes are too perfectly white, no shadows of blue veins where her skin should be thin enough for those to faintly show, little missing markers of being an organic creature that are hard to pick out, but not impossible to detect with true human senses. Maybe it's even that she looks a little too perfectly human, that looking at her, it's immediately clear what a human animal is - an apex pursuit predator, comparatively inexhaustible, adaptable to almost any terrain. To humans who haven't thought of themselves as such an animal, her presence may be strange.
The human daemon has a very clear personal bubble, but Sam is allowed in that bubble just enough for her to very gingerly take the offered coat, careful not to touch his skin. That just makes it all the more obvious to their hosts, though, when she hands Bunny rather carelessly over to Dan, their hands brushing as she turns her person over. The daemon doesn't react, but Bunny clocks the way their handlers turn suddenly away looking wide-eyed and appalled by the implications of her non-reaction.
Well there's already more information out than he likes from that, and he waits antsy and furious in Dan's arms for his daemon to finish buttoning up her coat.
"This isn't a good idea. We're too vulnerable this way," he objects, while his daemon nods furiously before holding her hands back out for him. "We have to sit this one out if it's gonna split us like this."
"No argument here," the human daemon agrees. "People are not going to like it when I defend my person against them."