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Ernest Giles ([personal profile] ring_for_giles) wrote2022-06-15 11:23 am
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Good evening, this is Giles speaking

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[personal profile] prince_of_beasts 2023-12-27 07:58 pm (UTC)(link)
There's not much room for the cat to purr any louder, but it manages. It tucks its paws up and butts its head against Giles's cheek --

-- there's no? Smell?

Dimitri's sense of smell is fairly sharp even as a human, and of his senses it's the one he trusts the most. Cat-shaped, it's even more acute. It's never lied to him about the dead, so why does Giles smell blank? And why can't Dimitri remember what he should smell like? Someone is holding Dimitri, and if it isn't Giles, who is it?

The purring cuts off with a nervous "Rrow?" The cat squirms, pawing at Giles's shoulder.
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[personal profile] prince_of_beasts 2023-12-28 11:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Animals are easier to talk to because there's less expectation of judgment, or comprehension. In Dimitri's case that's even mostly true. The cat's grasp of language is partial, and Dimitri's memories when he reverts are hazy and fragmented. The cat understands that it's receiving an explanation, that the explanation is meant to reassure, and that the thing being explained is a source of grief.

The cat butts its head against Giles's chin, then settles back down across his lap. Its purring resumes, less desperate, only rumbling and constant.
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[personal profile] prince_of_beasts 2024-01-18 05:39 am (UTC)(link)
It'll be a while. Dimitri's soothed, secure, for the first time in weeks, and down crashes a wave of exhaustion that's been building since the ship emptied.

He sleeps.