[What? Where? Oh. Drat. She scrubs a paw over her face in a brief composure wash, tail lashing. She'd almost had one, too! Mm? Oh! That was definitely Doctor, wasn't it? Instantly the unnerved mood vanishes and her whiskers fluff in amusement.]
Di duit, deartháir beag!
[Hello, little brother! Stretching fore and aft, she strolled leisurely over to sniff breaths.]
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Di duit, deartháir beag!
[Hello, little brother! Stretching fore and aft, she strolled leisurely over to sniff breaths.]
You wanted to get out and see things, didn't you?