( Really, no need to worry... Sounds like you had your hands full so I don't blame you for not having time to post
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Katka flinched momentarily as Nestor linked his arms around her waist, glanced over her shoulder back at him and gave a small smirk. She attempted to relax again, but instead could only cringe, her attention drawn to his fingers sinking into her soft fur and stomach. As such it took her a moment or two to realize what Danny had said.
When at least she did, she took the photo back with a frown. "But that's impossible, surely... You mean you saw someone in the papers who looked like him?" Taking the opportunity, she slipped out from between Nestor's arms. Tugging on the bottom of her shirt, despite it already covering as much of her waist as it could, she walked the few paces across the room to hand the photo over to Elizabeth.
She stood beside Elizabeth as she looked over the photograph, staring distractedly at Danny with her tail flicking. "That photo is of my father. He was born in the sixties, not the nineteen twenties... Anyway, I thought you were from this time period. And said you don't believe in this whole time travel nonsense. So what do you mean, 'where you
woke up'?"