open. return [★] IF YOU'RE STILL BREATHING

"But if ya could?" Dimitri persisted. "Especially one of the fallin’ ones." Dimitri paused for a second. "Falling. Not Fallin’." The tom’s eats laid back at his own mistake, a grumble in his throat. "Sorry. Trying to get better at talking... you know how it is." At least he hoped. He didn’t like having to explain himself. This version of Dimitri was a doer, not a lolligagger.