Circe's Manor: Re-re-redux!

[AmbushCat]

Echo: We don't always understand why our Mama and Papa do the things they do. What we do know is that we always want them around. *lowers his head* When they're not around, life feels empty.

[Circe]

Well, I can't say I've ever had that feeling...

[AmbushCat]

Echo: Ellen has, and she doesn't like it. It was only when she was informed that she would be staying here between school and night time that she started to calm down.

[Circe]

I see...

[AmbushCat]

Echo: *turns his head to look at the table* So, you said you were--- *voice gets raspy and trails off; remainder of sentence is transmitted telepathically* /---working on something for the shop? Just another dress, or...? /

[Circe]

Yes, it's a dress... Something wrong with your voice?

[AmbushCat]

Echo: /-I'm not supposed to use it for prolonged periods. If it weren't for Ebony, I would not have learned to talk.-/

[Circe]

Ah... I guess cat vocal cords aren't really made for that kind of speech, are they?

[AmbushCat]

Echo: /~Correct.~/ *looks down at the work-in-progress on the table, trying to puzzle out what it's supposed to be* /~I was told once not to take the gift of speech for granted. I didn't get it before, but I think I'm beginning to understand now.~/

[Circe]

*Echo can't make out terribly many details of the dress from where he is... Perhaps Circe's only just started on it?* Yeah. For a cat, you're pretty lucky to have an ability like that.

[AmbushCat]

Echo: /~I have never been sure about luck. For one, I've never understood the word.~/

[Circe]

What do you mean, you don't understand it?

[AmbushCat]

Echo: /~I've never understood how certain factors seem to fall into place. They always seem to be just... there.~/

[Circe]

Hm... That's an interesting perspective you have there.

[AmbushCat]

Echo: *tilts his head curiously* /~How do you figure that?~/