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"Pretty little thing."

Dottore hummed in delight, his hand caressed your delicate skin as he demanded you to spin around.

The Fatui Harbinger's favorite thing to do in his free time was watching you, his beloved puppet, dressed up just like a fragile doll and entertaining him with that bashful smile. Call him possessive if you want— Dottore only wanted to keep you in a glass box, maintaining your beauty.

"Come to me, my dear."

To him, your existence was made to be seen by him only.