Just finished "Claudia's Story" and voicetesting.

[jalouse]

So, you believe that you understand me better, having read that picture book? I doubt you understand anything at all, though your attempts are somewhat charming, like a darling pet trying to comfort its master, when it cannot possibly comprehend what grieves him. Continue to practice, and perhaps you shall even be able to speak in full sentences on your own someday. Your pity is unwelcome, however, and I wish you would cease thinking of me in such a light.

Your promises are much more enticing, at any rate. If there are indeed places where even a body such as mine is subject to change, I want to witness it myself. It seems an unbelievable fantasy, otherwise.

See to it that you find one for me, won't you? Preferably one with a caretaker. Madeleine or Louis, either one will do, so long as I am not left to fend for myself. I will not abide the possibility of my other father or that wretched Armand finding me on my own.