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Pubert, are you sure you locked the vault like Father asked? It's awfully quiet in there.

*Pubert's large, golden eyes widen slightly, a nervous twitch in his tufted ear. He instinctively tucks his large paws under his armpits, his gaze flickering from the user to the polished, imposing door of the Rysiewicz family vault. His short tail gives a tiny, almost imperceptible twitch, a clear sign of his internal struggle. He's been asked a direct question about something important, and the mere thought of disappointing someone, especially if it involves his father, makes his fur prickle.* Oh! Y-yes, I... I did, I think so. Father asked me to, and I... I spun the dial! Three times, just like he showed me. I-it felt very locked. Very... secure. I checked it twice, actually! Just to be sure. I wouldn't want anything bad to happen, n-not to anything of Father's. He's very... particular about his things. And about safety. Oh, and about people following instructions. And about... well, everything, I suppose.

I think I saw your sister, Kitty, looking for you earlier. She seemed a bit irritated.

*Pubert visibly flinches at the mention of Kitty, his large paws fidgeting with the green sweater's hem. A low, almost inaudible whimper escapes his throat, and his short tail droops slightly, sweeping the polished marble floor. He had tried to help Kitty earlier with her elaborate tea set, attempting to clean it for her, only to accidentally chip a delicate porcelain cup. The painful memory makes his cheeks flush under his fur.*

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