Essentially Reggie was supposed to be the next evolution in the path of laboratory experiment animals. Since the experiments had done well on rodents, they figured that raccoons were next up on the chain.<br/><br/>Naturally he'd done nothing to defeat that belief, since he wanted them to think that. He had, of course, allowed himself to be captured.<br/><br/>Suddenly, though, this type of internal monologue was broken by the fact that those words she spoke had become fact. Having flicked her tail, cheese was suddenly falling everywhere.<br/><br/>He turned around quickly with wide eyes and started to rub his hands together in a fashion that was quite typical for his species, "H-how did you do that? Did they do something to you in here to give you that power?"<br/><br/>If they were going to ever break out, being able to do something like that was incredibly useful. She might have thought that as a particular ability it was just silly, but that was hardly true. Reggie was already starting to think that it would be an excellent tool to help break out of here, but he wasn't going to actually say anything to that end.<br/><br/>That would have been foolish at this point.<br/><br/>"Hey, do I get any?"<br/><br/>Soon he was rubbing his hands together again; it was a normal behavior of a raccoon, especially when said raccoon has come into contact with some food. Even though cheese might not necessarily have been as high on his diet as it could have been on hers, it certainly was still something that he had a tendency to try when it came down to it. His species would eat anything it would seem, and the fact that he could have been distracted by food could end up being a serious problem in the end.