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 //There//. Greet tenses, shrinking down against the ground a little more, eyes wide, by some miracle keeping herself quiet. The notepad vanishes into a jacket pocket in an almost absent-minded gesture along with its pen, fabric distending a little as the motion continues a little longer than strictly necessary. Acutely aware of her heartbeat, she struggles with the rational advice in the back of her skull: //Look down. Glance somewhere else.// Did that even work if it had already spotted her and was tracking her? Dangerous experiment or not, she forced herself to lower her gaze into the water, then began to inch sideways from her current posture, fighting her instincts to keep the predator in her field of vision, to know exactly where the danger was. //Just leave, remain quiet, move slowly, don't freak out.// Her heartbeat hadn't gotten the memo about the last element of the plan, threatening that part in the chain listed immediately before it.
-<fc #884400>Again it confounded her. Half appropriate reactions, half insanity. Maybe she should remove it just to eliminate a potential headache even if it wasn't a threat. It was dry, there was a lake behind it, a simple swipe may be enough... except that if it WAS immune, it would now be immune [i]and wet[/i] and she was not gambling her territory for some... thing.</fc>
+<fc #884400>Again it confounded her. Half appropriate reactions, half insanity. Maybe she should remove it just to eliminate a potential headache even if it wasn't a threat. It was dry, there was a lake behind it, a simple swipe may be enough... except that if it WAS immune, it would now be immune //and wet// and she was not gambling her territory for some... thing.</fc>
 <fc #884400>Prey talked baryonically. Maybe this did too. "Why are you here?" she growled as she stalked closer, not quite within projected splashing range.</fc>
+The Cheshire addressed her, startling Greet further. No, looking away was evidently not returning her to any hypothetical invisibility she might have had. //It's okay,// a part of her tried to reason. //There's a huge body of water here that you can use as a shield. If it was ever a safe place to talk to a Cheshire, this is it.//
+"I could ask you the same thing," Greet commented, her voice smoother than she thought it had any right to be. There was a chance her heartbeat was drowning out some of the irregularities in it to her own perception, though. "It would be a lot more appropriate. You could eat Mars instead," she offered. "Lots of iron. Good for you," she mused, well aware she was talking nonsense, clinging to some vestige of humour adopted from a culture that barely classed as her own.
+...might as well try to establish whether this one was the //Delta// she sought or some previous encounter that wanted to know what Nightshade was doing //here//, of all places. "Do you know what I am?" she asked, her voice still not yet wavering, although she felt close to that point. Was this formally part of the territory that the Cheshire that loomed near her had claimed? Would the Cheshires bother to claim areas with such a large water presence? There was much data to collect here, assuming she could both keep calm enough to gather it and survive the process...
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