[b]Bella![/b]

"Thank you! Thank you thank you thank you!" Mynx can't keep herself from jumping up and wrapping her arms around your shoulders, even at the risk of being clawed. "I won't let you down, Artemis see that I don't!"

You might almost envy her that simple and absolute joy. Mynx was made for the purpose of guarding people, getting to play bodyguard creates a sense of validation as profound as throwing a ball for a dog. This! This is why she's here! As quick as blinking she's gone straight for your wardrobe, already shifting into a perfect copy of you. Within a few minutes of tossing fabric you have an exact mirror image of yourself standing before you, straightening the edges of her suit jacket.

"Right!" she said, giving your voice a bright tone you haven't heard from it in... "Okay! So! I think we just don't explain what's going on with us - are we twins, clones, or what. Make them guess. We can either do weird eerie co-ordination or good-Bella bad-Bella, what do you think?"