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He soon caught up with the two girls. He trotted up besides Cyn, tongue lolling to its side. Mikasi looked over Venus, curiosity in his eyes. What was wrong with her? Why did she still have that scent of sickness on her pelt. Had she made an effort to see someone about it.

 "You're still sick," he said blankly, "Have you tried seeing someone? I thought you would."