The Richters

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can’t decide which way i like more but all that matters is 90s rictor was a fashion icon

e) a combination of the above.

<<“That makes me happy. It’s me singing.”>> As long as it had been, the words came back to her so easily.

<<“Is this your favorite song or do you like them all?”>>

<<I like all music that play when I press the button. They are good and make me happy. You sing very well. I didn’t hear singing or music till I came here.>> She smiled more brightly upon hearing Ali speak to her in her native tongue. <<I think I can learn to sing well too. Starface said he would show me more dancing when I get better with touching people.>> 

<<That was amazing! I can tell you’ll make an amazing dancer. I would love to help Star teach you dance too. Or singing.>> Alison had always had a soft spot for children but Catarina being her granddaughter only heightened the desire to spend as much time with the child as possible. 

<<I do not like big boxes too.>> Squeezing Big Cat’s hand she arched up to see more of the moose. It was a weird creature but she did prefer fur to the weird skin of the Spineless Ones. <<Okay. Up the stairs!! Let’s go!>> She tugged him towards the stairwell, eager to see what the dinosaurs looked like. Were they like cats? Or mooses? Or ducks? Or maybe they were like snakes and crocodiles?

<<We will take the stairs >> he confirmed holding her hand firmly. Gazing up at the moose for a few moments longer, it was so strange. Earth had so much wildlife but most of it had that weird fur stuff. He wonders how soft it is on a living moose. He’d text someone later about it. 

She tends to take the stairs two at a time and has to keep waiting for Catalyst to catch up. <<Why are you gripping the railing so hard? Is there something wrong? Should I be ready to jump off the stairs? I think I see an exit.>>

“That’s okay. I might act nice to almost everyone but it takes a while for me to really trust them. Sometimes I just act.” He swallows and gulps down some drink. “Whatever you need from me- space, help, company, anything… I’ll do it.”

He looks back down at his plate and finishes up the meal before relaxing back in his seat. “Are you doing okay? Do you make enough searching for people?”

“Oh, I see you act and lull them into a false sense of security.” Humming thoughtfully he nods, that was impressive it meant he knew all the social cues and concepts. “ To be honest; I am not sure what I need or how I need it. This idea of….” his nose wrinkles “siblings? is…unsettling. I…Do not mind it but I also do not know how to handle it.”