[ Luckily, with White Lily screaming bloody murder, it doesn't take long. Affogato lucks out today, because after spending so much time in the water down at the beach, Clotted Cream is actually in the house. Hearing White Lily's scream has him tearing out of his room, on human feet but barefoot and partially bare-legged - it's much more comfortable for him to wear cropped pants these days, thanks to his transformations. He's still learning voices; it's either White Lily or Felicity, but no matter who it is, it doesn't sound good. Another attack?
With Affogato coiled up underneath something, Clotted Cream doesn't see him, and there is no hesitation. Briefly, in the hallway, he pauses to round a corner so that he doesn't skid and collapse into the adjoining wall, and that's the only slowdown he makes.]
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With Affogato coiled up underneath something, Clotted Cream doesn't see him, and there is no hesitation. Briefly, in the hallway, he pauses to round a corner so that he doesn't skid and collapse into the adjoining wall, and that's the only slowdown he makes.]