[Mamoru's voice is close to a growl. The feeling is back here again, a little more amused than before, as though it walked back into the room and was delighted to find Lottie there, too.]
I don't give a shit about what you look like. [He guides her by the shoulder to turn around, her back to him.] There's someone here, and I can't see them. Can you?
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I don't give a shit about what you look like. [He guides her by the shoulder to turn around, her back to him.] There's someone here, and I can't see them. Can you?