[Response or no, Dante keeps stroking Timpanpy's main body as he stands from the piano bench, looking around for Noah. He lifts his palm slightly, so that he can say to Tim in an undertone:]
Between you and me, I think I might like you better than him.
[Now then, where's Noah? It might be time to return this thing to him and suggest he not let it loose where the people unaffected by Retrospec's network might see it and freak out.]
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Between you and me, I think I might like you better than him.
[Now then, where's Noah? It might be time to return this thing to him and suggest he not let it loose where the people unaffected by Retrospec's network might see it and freak out.]