[Someone's barely been home the past few days and been rather quiet when she has been. Katie's not at home now - she's curled in the top branches of a tree in the northern part of the forest, not too far from the village edge, journal propped open on her lap while she draws. She's aware the whole village can see, but Katie's never been shy about
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He grabs at a memory or two - one more recent and the other further back, tapping a bony finger above that kitten.]
...Leaf is rather cute, even for a kitten.
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You're about as bad as Robin-san, giving me heart attacks like that. Even when I have no heart!
[Know what. You're just not allowed to do that. Head pat for you, because wet kittens need those.] I'm happy to see you.
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Even if I'm mean?
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Sup, Brook. Small child throwing her arms around your neck for a hug. Which, given, she's on the other side of the window still, is probably damn awkward.]
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And quite possibly blowing a nose he doesn't have on his sleeve. Don't be surprised if it drips on the back of your shirt.]
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He rubs the sleeve across his nasal cavity again when she makes that face at him.]
I couldn't help it. It was a very touching moment.
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Where does it come from, anyway?
[We are about to have a disgusting conversation I can tell]
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[He blows his nose into the tissues.] The same place that anyone's comes from, I suppose.
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