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his expression shifted to that of polite concern, and batty ears swiveled to focus solely on the sesh. he was just about to pat the ground next to himself and prepare to hear all her woes - when she suggested they go to her rooms instead.

hm, that bad?

gucci nodded and leapt to his feet, following as near her head as he could keep up. he would try to quiet his traitorous dogtag, thinking this a matter of utmost secrecy.