[There’s a sweet smile initially when Kat says she’s here for her match—it’s incredibly cute, and Dorothea is always ready to cheer on the idea of romance—but as she elaborates, her brows knit a little in concern.]
You don’t remember your past?
[Immediately reaching out to give her a gentle, comforting touch on her arm.]
I can’t imagine how frustrating that must be. Surely we can do something to help?
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You don’t remember your past?
[Immediately reaching out to give her a gentle, comforting touch on her arm.]
I can’t imagine how frustrating that must be. Surely we can do something to help?