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"Do you smell or something?" * * * He followed her. "Simple, really." * ** She turned back to the engine and climbed up back to her usual...
"Mama, have you seen my twine?" Dahlia called, running down the twirling staircase of their home. Her chestnut hair was wild and unkempt, and her...
She reached up for him and Digit growled. "What is the matter with you?" she chided. * * * "We just need to find it and get rid of it, right?"...
“I don’t know. It doesn’t feel right to be anything while we’re in quarantine.” *** “We just feel like sitting ducks.” *** She looked at him...
“It is,” she said. “It just makes me worried.” *** They began their sweep, taking the far end of the ship. *** She paused, turning back to...
She frowned as Digit leaped up to the couch when Basel left, curling up in her lap. "Oh. Okay." * * * He didn't seem to notice, looking around...
"Oh?" she asked, swinging her legs off the side of the couch. "What work?" * * * "Good," he said distractedly. "I'd be lost without you." * * *...
She looked over at him before leaning over and kissing his cheek. * * * He looked around before looking over at her. "No splitting up, right?"...
"That's not what I said. I said that you're the lighthearted one."
She looked up at Basel. "What do we do?" * ** "It's fine to be worried. But let's maintain some belief here." * * * "It isn't in your job...
"We just were liberated. You're too lighthearted to be angry with me."
She frowned, leaning against Basel. With this proximity, Digit leaped out of her arms, going down to the floor. * * * "Don't you believe me?"...
"You can't be annoyed at me yet. We're still in the open."
Anya looked concerned, looking down at Digit who was whimpering as he looked at Basel. "What is the issue, sweet one?" she cooed, sitting down...
"Exactly."
She reached over, ruffling his hair gently, and Digit emitted a small whine. * * * Derek turned to her. "Let's start." * * * She frowned....
She looked over at him sympathetically. "How are you feeling?" * * * He nodded in agreement, heading over to an intercom system. "Scouting...
"I am uncertain," she replied, coming over to him again. "Maybe he doesn't like being trapped." * * * He was looking around before looking at...
She turned towards him, her eyes concerned. “He’s upset.” *** Derek stood warily, watching her back. *** “I’m thinking about my crew.” ***...
He did another of his croak-meows, his tail twitching anxiously. Anya stood, going over to him and picking him up, her back to Basel for a...
