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Kaitlyn: I don't really care. Gives a shy smile.
Kaitlyn: sitting on a bench with her wings folded back lonely.
Kaitlyn: sitting on the bench next to Erik.
Hai
Kaitlyn: I have no clue. I'm making it up as I go.
Kaitlyn: hums an Irish jig. Smiling. Leans back aswell
Kaityn: smiles. No idea. Blushing.
Kaitlyn: I-I- I don't know. I've never really considered it. I've always admired Van Gogh's work.
Kaitlyn: nothing. Looks down quickly and blushes
Kaitlyn: ok. Watches him.
Kaitlyn: laughs. Very true. Huddles under the jacket. Are you sure you're not cold?
Kaitlyn: I read Sherlock Holmes a lot when I was in GB I fell in live with the idea I guess.
Kaitlyn; yeah. Smiles.
Kaitlyn: my whole life. But I'm a detective first. I've never had the time to pursue being an artist.
Uh oh. It's fairy Tale. Tail is like an animal tail. . .
Kaitlyn: are you sure? Will you at least sit down? Moves over so there's more room on the bench. Whispers something into Oliver's ear and he flies...
Kaitlyn; thank you. Takes the jacket and wraps it around her shoulders. Won't you be cold?