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[Twi]

"..."
Miranda briefly reaches for her gun, as if to shoot herself, but she doesn't even get to grabbing the thing. Oh, well.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Hecate watches the conversation in the infirmary, confused.
Circe groans and gets up.

[Again_Dejavu]

"That was something I could've bargained with..."

[Twi]

Miranda glances at Hecate in confusion. And pity. Pity for Fluffy.

[Empiricist]

"You were wearing full armor that conceals your identity, trust me, it's easier to confide in someone who is known rather than an armored figure of unknown true name."

[SOLDIER First]

Lyle exits his room, covered in various colors of paint, and heads for the field to hang out for a bit.

[Again_Dejavu]

I do that for a reason. Noone takes a fluffy cat seriously."

[Twi]

"Boya, no one is takin' you seriously right now. Least of all yours truly."

[Empiricist]

"Do you expect an incredibly suspicious person in full identity-concealing armor to be considered trustworthy? Because I'm quite sure that I'd rather tell a cat than someone with no known identity."

[Again_Dejavu]

Fluffy shifts to a lion, he's still wearing the armor.

[Empiricist]

"That's better. At least the name is more justifiable whilst you still remain of some impressive stature."

[Twi]

"Oh, aren't you  just  a wonderful sap, kid."
Miranda chuckles.

[Again_Dejavu]

Fluffy changes to a regular Fluffy cat and hops onto Miranda's lap

[SOLDIER First]

Lyle gets to the field and hangs out somewhere, I guess.
He is moderately close to the track.

[Twi]

Miranda stands up and denies the lapcat in doing so!