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[traitorously]

"Hi, It's Catty! If you're listening to this, I didn't give you a fake number! Leave a message, and I'll get back to you when I can."

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[traitorously]

[That fondness in his expression makes her feel a little squishy inside, because Catty will take what warmth she can get from people these days.

It makes her a little more inclined to be open, right now] I don't have any memories from before I was six. So it's just - experience talking, I guess. I wouldn't want you to go through that. [A simple shrug, although she turns a litle red. Controlling her emotions all the time is exhausting] You're my friend. And I don't like destroying things when I don't have to.

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[depicted]

[She is a better person than she gives herself credit for, Dorian thinks—kinder, sweeter, more sensitive. More easily injured, perhaps, but such things are neither for Dorian to declare nor test. He has no wish to.] It is a good philosophy to follow.

Is there a time or place I ought to meet you? [He half-smiles.] Under the light of the full moon, where three roads meet, perhaps?

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[traitorously]

[She snorts] Actually, we are more powerful under the full moon, but this isn't that kind of power. [It's the antithesis, actually, but she's not going to mention that the source of this particular ability is the root of all evil]

My suite is fine! Whenever you're ready, it won't take too long.

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[depicted]

[Unaware, he gives her one more pretty, reassuring smile. Grateful, kind—something to let her know how much this means to him. How much he appreciates her.] Give me an hour and I'll be there.

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[traitorously]

No problem! I'll be here, don't worry about knocking or anything.