You give a hard no on that one, and the note disappears as you say it to yourself. For now, the game will continue as planned.
Your TCPs are calmer now, playing with eachother and babbling amongst themselves. They hug eachother, make jokes, and check out eachothers outfits. Even Jasper relaxes into the family, and an immense feeling of pride fills your chest. Even with everything going on, the resilient little cats find a way to enjoy their lives, no matter how brief it has been.
You could almost forget that they're going to war, and that some of them may not come back in one piece. Spit's laughter resonates in your collective mind and the letter you just received makes you wonder just how much you're being monitored.
You shake your thoughts away, focusing on the now.
The real game was just beginning.
INTERMISSION END