[She blinks a little at the squirming, quickly pulling her claw back and checking it and his stomach to make sure she didn't accidentally stab him or anything.
...no, no blood. That's good, at least.
Reaching over, she writes in the dirt, easy enough considering the claw.
I STOPPED BECAUSE OF YOU. MAYBE I CAN KEEP YOU IN MIND?]
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...no, no blood. That's good, at least.
Reaching over, she writes in the dirt, easy enough considering the claw.
I STOPPED BECAUSE OF YOU. MAYBE I CAN KEEP YOU IN MIND?]