FROM DAY TO DAY / meeting 4.7

Still unable to decipher the majority of Beck's words, Morgan lied down on the ground nearby. Its tail wagged when it heard its and Circe's names being called, but otherwise it had little luck. It had picked up words like "you", "it", "group" and "enemy" at the very least. Still, it was not enough to understand the conversation, so the dog pouted beneath its mask.