Skipper stood outside Marlene’s habitat for a moment, debating on if it was a good time to make sure she was okay. Everything had happened so fast. He knew she needed her space, but it was also killing him not knowing what was going through her head.
Making his decision, he hopped over her ウォール and cautiously approached her cave. “M-Marlene,” he called softly from the entrance, “it’s Skipper. Permission to enter?”
At first, there was no response. Then, “Yeah. I guess so,” Marlene’s voice replied softly.
Skipper entered and saw Marlene sitting at her dresser, tracing her claw...