[ it's literally his job... sorry, Yata. He's been doing it for too long to stop now. The excuse doesn't impress Zara, who merely takes one look at his face and arms before turning to the sink, one ear quirked in his direction as he listens. ]
Battle scars from housecats? That doesn't sound like something to be particularly proud of.
[ unless they were the housecats from his world. and in human form. ]
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Battle scars from housecats? That doesn't sound like something to be particularly proud of.
[ unless they were the housecats from his world. and in human form. ]