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[herr_bookman]

When Autor steps through the door today, his clothes remain the same: white pants, oversized gray sweater, and glasses. What changes are the ears. Not his, necessarily--those still remain human--but he sprouts fuzzy, gray, and pointed kitten ears on top of his head with a soft, "Oh!" The tail is also new, and telegraphs his body language as the tip curves upward in agitation.

"Really?" he calls up to the ceiling. "Come on!"

Experimentally, he brushes his fingers against one of his fuzzy new appendages--and tears his hand away, blushing. They point in different directions, moving independently of one another to show his ambivalence with the costume.

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[herr_bookman]

"That desire can, but then it isn't kindness," Autor says, cupping his chin. His ears point straight up, as does his tail. "Well, I'll just have to learn to care about strangers, then."

[cook_the_rude]

"You aspire to sainthood?"

[herr_bookman]

Autor barks out a laugh. "Hardly. Being kind to strangers doesn't make one a saint," he says, smiling. "I wonder if you'll ever realize that the cruel person I appeared to be before was simply a mask to hide my loneliness. Now that I'm no longer lonely, I've no need for cruelty."

[cook_the_rude]

"Milliways has saved you," Dr. Lecter says. "How quaint."

[herr_bookman]

"It has, hasn't it?" Autor says, his ears perking forward and slightly to the side. "I'm very grateful to it. God only knows what would have happened had I met you before I met Rae and the others."

[cook_the_rude]

"You might be talking about kindness less, and instead get things done more," Lecter says.

[herr_bookman]

"Fair enough," Autor says, sketching a mocking bow. His tail points straight up. "I'll be kind enough to stop talking about it around you. Good day, Dr. Lecter."

[cook_the_rude]

"Enjoy the tell-tale tail," Dr. Lecter says.