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It wasn't Figment or Towhee who showed up, but a different familiar face who waltzed up to him. I could ask you the same thing! he said, cocking his head to one side. Say, you aren't following me—are you? he jested. Then again, maybe she was. Maybe he had some kind of ~essence~ that was dragging her along wherever he went. "Don't flatter yourself, buddy," he reminded himself.

Somebody else showed up, and Phox straightened his stance... at least as much as he could on three legs. She was a pretty thing, and if he'd been on a different sort of mission, he might have had half a mind to flirt with her. He always felt a little off balance wherever he went. I'm here to see my son, Figment. Either of you know him? he asked, unaware of the can of worms he was about to open up.