Chara keeps watching the cat, with the kind of undivided attention that is not entirely polite or comfortable. They hardly realize; Duchess's visit is the most interesting thing to happen to them this week or so.
"Is it?" they say, glancing away from Duchess for once in order to scan the area. 'Sparse' seems a more accurate description, though Chara has to admit that's mostly their own fault. With their sullenness and violent outbursts, they haven't put any effort into making their room- cell, really- homey at all. Just the reverse in fact.
Chara blinks, feeling Duchess's fur brushing against them. It's not an unpleasant sensation- their heart beats a little faster, not bold enough yet to try touching the cat with their bare hands. "I've been here a while," they say, keeping their response as vague as the question.
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"Is it?" they say, glancing away from Duchess for once in order to scan the area. 'Sparse' seems a more accurate description, though Chara has to admit that's mostly their own fault. With their sullenness and violent outbursts, they haven't put any effort into making their room- cell, really- homey at all. Just the reverse in fact.
Chara blinks, feeling Duchess's fur brushing against them. It's not an unpleasant sensation- their heart beats a little faster, not bold enough yet to try touching the cat with their bare hands. "I've been here a while," they say, keeping their response as vague as the question.