He glances at her again, faintly incredulous smile pulling at his mouth, and carefully pushes himself up on one elbow, allowing himself to stroke his fingers carefully down the kitten's back. She meows again, softer, and arches her back against his hand. Maybe she hadn't been sure about him, but she seems to be warming.
"You..." And she called him sneaky. He doesn't think he's exactly oblivious - not about some things, anyway - but he had no idea.
He shakes his head, still half in disbelief. Of everything she might have gotten him... But he told her the story about the baby rabbit, and she saw how he was with the cats.
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"You..." And she called him sneaky. He doesn't think he's exactly oblivious - not about some things, anyway - but he had no idea.
He shakes his head, still half in disbelief. Of everything she might have gotten him... But he told her the story about the baby rabbit, and she saw how he was with the cats.
"She got a name?"