Maybe all you need is someone to trust
He's not stuck. He'll be fine. The goal was to keep them distracted until the ship could leave but it turns out they have other ideas. He watches Melita and Milo tossing the meat and he wishes he could be more upset about it. But alas, it was going to go off anyway. At least some of it was. Predator brain and all of that. He'd gotten a touch too much meat. Maybe it was just enough, all things considered now.
He waits until there's space for him to jump down and then he does, shaking himself lightly. He wishes he had a way to talk to the other's in this form but he's faster and stronger like this so he's not turning back to talk. Not yet anyway. He makes his way back to Melita and rubs against her side lightly before carefully, gently as he can, smacking a pumpkin away from them. See. It just rolled away, it's fun. Like a game. Or something.
He waits until there's space for him to jump down and then he does, shaking himself lightly. He wishes he had a way to talk to the other's in this form but he's faster and stronger like this so he's not turning back to talk. Not yet anyway. He makes his way back to Melita and rubs against her side lightly before carefully, gently as he can, smacking a pumpkin away from them. See. It just rolled away, it's fun. Like a game. Or something.
LOCKE
