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Dalila had played a good face as she tried to be easy and calm around Cerberus given the unusual circumstances. Cerberus stayed where he was as Dalila had mentioned getting some water to wash out the wound. Cerberus had thought she meant try to wash the glow away which he didn't believe was possible but he didn't speak up. Washing before treating the wound again was routine, he just hadn't noticed that yet.

Dalila returned, and Cerberus did whatever she had instructed him to, even if there was a little sting from the wound. It wasn't overbearing. Looking to Dalila as she worked, he spoke out, "They say it's your fault but I don't blame you." Cerberus' voices could have worked hard to irritate him, but he was pretty hard to get agitated. He didn't tend to speak what the voices told him, but since the fireflies had spoken to him, he was a little more open about what he was hearing.

"Cerberus Klein"