@TheeAnglerFish . . . y e s. . h e re y e g o g o. . .
[echo approaches an alleyway in the old fishermarket close. It hugs a cat in one arm and extends the other, giving the angler fish a pack of cigarettes]
[that night, it dreamed.
it was in the circus' "interview room" again, with the scared man pointing the gun at it. Everything was the same.
Except,
there was no cat.]
[echo jerked awake. it took moments to register its surroundings, and let go of the cat it was clutching ever so tightly ]
[the cat protested, "mmruph", rolled over to another spot, and was fast asleep once more.]
[echo didn't need sleep; it just wanted to match Mrrow's schedule]