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as he expels whatever he'd eaten, and though she can't hear it, she can smell it. it's a rancidness that lingers. jr does recoil back despite that she is no where near him. knowing that he's retching is enough to make her own stomach turn.

she scoffs into the shadows.

her scarred shoulder tenses for a moment as ghost perches upon it. she twitches her shoulder and sends him into the air again, signing with her paws for ghost to go search for @Ariadne. jr is stalwart but her inability to hear and express herself beyond her limited ways of communication she is unable to do much as she looks at the stranger's slumped form.