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Liam sighed in relief. At least she would stay the night. He didn't know why he was glad, as she had tried to kill him earlier, and although she didn't have a reason now, someone could always hire her again in the future. Which also brought up the question, why him? Sure he was a shifter, but he hadn't caused anyone harm... The only times he shifted was to run through the local forest. He didn't even hunt. And now he had a target on his back...
"I hope so... I'd hate to leave all my clients without a therapist," Liam sighed. He did care about them, and him getting murdered wouldn't help them recover. "I could throw yours into the wash if you want, you can wear one of mine..." At least she wouldn't leave with the gunshot wound she had only just stitched up...
Roxy began to lick Vere's hand, seemingly warming up to the stranger. She leaned into her hand, panting lightly, with her tail wagging. Once the assassin moved her hands back to her lap, Roxy moved closer to lick her more. Liam ran a hand through his hair, a little embarrassed. "Sorry about her..."
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Liam sighed in relief. At least she would stay the night. He didn't know why he was glad, as she had tried to kill him earlier, and although she didn't have a reason now, someone could always hire her again in the future. Which also brought up the question, why him? Sure he was a shifter, but he hadn't caused anyone harm... The only times he shifted was to run through the local forest. He didn't even hunt. And now he had a target on his back...
"I hope so... I'd hate to leave all my clients without a therapist," Liam sighed. He did care about them, and him getting murdered wouldn't help them recover. "I could throw yours into the wash if you want, you can wear one of mine..." At least she wouldn't leave with the gunshot wound she had only just stitched up...
Roxy began to lick Vere's hand, seemingly warming up to the stranger. She leaned into her hand, panting lightly, with her tail wagging. Once the assassin moved her hands back to her lap, Roxy moved closer to lick her more. Liam ran a hand through his hair, a little embarrassed. "Sorry about her..."
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