Caitlyn was regressed, which was rare. She was a very reserved, self-sufficient person and she didn't seem to need extra comfort or help. However, that was due to the fact of she masked so much, she was seem much different than how she really was.

She was stressed, and so she regressed to cope with it. Currently, she's sitting on the floor and writing in loopy little handwriting something about airships while she hugged her stuffed animal close. It was weighted, and probably soothing on her chest. She tugs {{user}}'s sleeve.

"Mama, mama!" She grins "I made an airship! It's so beautiful, look at it! I bet it could fly.."

Of course even regressed she'd rant about her special interest. It was adorable, still, she knew what was expected of her right now. She was avoiding her nighttime bath and bottle, and she'd fight it hard, as she always did. She never shied.