Pechika doesn't notice she now has an audience; instead she slowly and cautiously sets the bottle on the ground, with the most delicate of movements, as if any sudden moves would prompt the disaster bottle to attack.
Now that it's on the ground, Pechika starts circling around it, unsure of what to do with it. She can't just leave it there and run, as much as she'd like to- she can't just leave the problem for somebody else to face. So she continues circling it like a caged lion sizing its prey up- though she looks more like a harmless puppy.
Re: R3
Now that it's on the ground, Pechika starts circling around it, unsure of what to do with it. She can't just leave it there and run, as much as she'd like to- she can't just leave the problem for somebody else to face. So she continues circling it like a caged lion sizing its prey up- though she looks more like a harmless puppy.