[Oh... Sob. She's quiet for a moment, running her fingers through Catty's hair again, twisting the strands around them.] Okay. You can keep it. [She doesn't want Catty to leave her either.]
[Catty hates being left hanging, so she takes a peek at what Vanessa had been about to say, even though it's harder than usual. And then she rolls her eyes] Not from any deadly heights, jeez. Just - time travel level heights.
[What, hey. Get out of there.] That still hurts a lot, you know. [She's going to end up being dragged into it either way, isn't she?] Yeah, okay. Fine. Let's do it.
[Catty is cooking, as evidence by the way she pops up on screen with some sort of chocolate-coated spatula in hand. She frowns] Can't I come in with you?
[She blinks, once, but that's the only real expression of surprise he gets from her] You want me to remove some of your memories? [just clarifiying here]
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