[ Kitty draws her hands together, thus collapsing the structure of her rubber band into one of her hands. She closes her fingers around it momentarily and turns her head to face the person observing her observing the door. ]
No, I've got mine. This isn't my door. [ She's not outwardly tense, but she has become more alert in the past few seconds. Like she might be ready to use that rubber band as a weapon somehow if need be. ]
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No, I've got mine. This isn't my door. [ She's not outwardly tense, but she has become more alert in the past few seconds. Like she might be ready to use that rubber band as a weapon somehow if need be. ]