[He braces himself, so intent on entering guarded that he startles visibly at the touch of Kyle's hand on his bony shoulder.
Collect yourself; all that's red-haired is not a tiger.]
I believe you.
[And he crosses the threshold, slowly so that Kyle can follow without being more than an arm's length at any given time. Overlarge pupils, better suited to the dark anyway, adjust quickly.]
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Collect yourself; all that's red-haired is not a tiger.]
I believe you.
[And he crosses the threshold, slowly so that Kyle can follow without being more than an arm's length at any given time. Overlarge pupils, better suited to the dark anyway, adjust quickly.]
Is this the same one, to your memory?