[She can't help but purr as he pets her. His fingers are starting to feel familiar against the fur and she loves the sound of his relieved voice. Deadpan or not she is able to tell. She nips his chin affectionately. She would stay with him. Keep him company. But...there are others she must see. Those more important than anything.
After another whiskery kiss. Robin leaps onto the table and picks up her journal.]
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After another whiskery kiss. Robin leaps onto the table and picks up her journal.]