[ Alright. Anne is devoted to a rat. Fuck it, he knows when to pick his battles. He puts his hands up and steps close enough to get a good look at the thing, and wiggles one finger at it. ]
[ The rat looks back at him with a kind of placid curiosity, nose twitching as it stretches out to sniff a little, and Anne flattens out her hand so it can settle on her palm. ]
[ His first instinct is to take offense, but there's no point in that, is there? Anne was reminded of Jack, so she took the thing home. That's as grand a gesture as he's going to get out of her, isn't it? ]
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Why? I've still got both ears.
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Just reminded me of you.
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[ His first instinct is to take offense, but there's no point in that, is there? Anne was reminded of Jack, so she took the thing home. That's as grand a gesture as he's going to get out of her, isn't it? ]
I don't want it pissing in corners in here.