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Laura purred at the scratching. Oh...We really have to do that more often, she thought. Her whiskers twitched and she meowed eagerly at Grant.

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"What, is that a yes for my place, or do you just want me to keep petting you?" He moved his attention down to the base of her tail. "We really need to work out a better system of non-verbal communication."

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Her hindquarters arched at his scratching. Ohh God, she thought. I'm going to have to remember this experience when I'm petting, say, Skimbleshanks.

She blinked once and meowed again, not sure how to communicate with Grant in this state.

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"Nimitz says she's enjoying the scratching very much," said Honor. "She'd like to leave, but hasn't expressed an opinion on where to go. Can you find out, Stinker?"

Nimitz's whiskers twitched in amusement. Gryffindor or Grant's place? You're really very cute, he thought at Laura-cat.

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Nimitz, remember you're spoken for, Laura teased. Grant's place. This might be just what we need to get that spat made up.

She mewed and batted a paw at Nimitz's nose, then arched forward toward Grant.

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Grant's place, Nimitz told Honor, playfully wrestling with Laura.

"Your place, Dr. Grant," said Honor aloud. "Would you two stop wriggling, please?"

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Laura giggled at Honor's scolding tone and her play-fight with the treecat. She's a bossy one, isn't she? Then again, I guess she didn't get where she is in the military being shy and retiring...

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You have no idea, said Nimitz dryly. But actually, she was fairly shy in social situations for a long time. Would have preferred a battle to a party. I taught her better. This Grant person has a nice mind glow.

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Happens that way sometimes, people get so good and so wrapped up in their work they don't know how to be outside of it. I'm glad she has you to keep her level, Laura replied. I can't sense this mind-glow like you can, but I've always felt safe and, I don't know, just *good* somehow when I'm with him. Is that what trusting someone's like, you think?

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"Very well, then." He held out his hand to Honor. "I don't believe we've met, although I met your cat once. My name's Alan Grant." He looked down at the two animals. "How is it that you can understand what she's saying?"

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Honor shifted Laura-cat into the crook of one arm and shook Dr. Grant's hand. "Hello, I'm Honor Harrington. While I can't understand her directly, Nimitz can, and I can communicate with him. You teach Care of Magical Creatures, do you not?"

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"I do." He watched Honor carry Laura. "Would you like a hand?"

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"As a matter of fact, I would," said Honor as Nimitz and Laura flat-out refused to stop playing, and it was starting to get her off-balance. "Quit that, Stinker. Once we get someplace less dangerous, the two of you can romp to your hearts' content." She carefully handed Laura-cat off to Grant.

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Laura purred happily when Grant's hands closed around her, and meowed a goodbye to Nimitz. Then she looked up at Grant and twitched her tail.

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"I think that's settled, then," he said, taking the white cat. "I assume you're coming with us, Ms. Harrington, but I don't want to be rude." He started to pet Laura again, and felt vaguely like a Bond villain.

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Oh, that's lovely, Laura thought, purring like a motor. Nimitz, are you guys coming with?

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We're coming. I think you and Grant love each other, commented Nimitz with typical treecat bluntness.

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Oh good! Laura giggled. Between you and me? I think so too. But don't tell him - he hasn't figured it out yet!

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"Of course we'll come with," said Honor. She liked Grant instantly. He felt very grounded and practical, and she could see why Laura had fallen for him. "Please call me Honor."

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