[She scratches behind an ear, utterly focused on every tiny mewl and purr. ] I can really keep her?
[Said with some awe; like are you sure you trust me with this. It feels like she barely take care of herself at times. When she glances at Petre again, there's the familiar feeling in her chest. Chest tight, utterly fond. ]
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[Said with some awe; like are you sure you trust me with this. It feels like she barely take care of herself at times. When she glances at Petre again, there's the familiar feeling in her chest. Chest tight, utterly fond. ]
Yeah, I'll take good care of her.