[The PCD clicks on, Touya's hand moving away as he turns to look at Oliver, who's music room they're in. The black-haired catboy is perched comfortably on the windowsill with his flute in hand. His blue pendant is glowing against his black shirt, but his matching earring is gone. His tail dangles off the sill, tip twitching lazily.]
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I'm afraid I missed your name last time. And your friend, too.
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