[She grins, but it leaves as he pulls away and she stares quietly.]
[Yes, yes, that whole question comes up. While he bumbles over his words and mentions how she can't talk, her nose buries in her fur, pressing until, finally, her fangs pull out what she was looking for. Her communicator with a pre-set message.]
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[Yes, yes, that whole question comes up. While he bumbles over his words and mentions how she can't talk, her nose buries in her fur, pressing until, finally, her fangs pull out what she was looking for. Her communicator with a pre-set message.]
I can write.