She blinked and barely suppressed the urge to laugh quite inappropriately loud.
It wasn't...
It wasn't a funny question, exactly.
She just hadn't been expecting it. He'd looked so serious and grave, like he had something important and perhaps even controversial to ask her, and it was just...
Her sweet little kitten.
She hummed softly, looking down at the fluffy sling that housed a once-more purring kitten.
"He does seem to like you. Maybe not as much as he dislikes the rain, though~"
Octavian stepped closer to them. Close enough he could likely hear the rumbling purr in the sling.
"...Shall we go somewhere warmer and drier, so that he can escape his little sling?" Octavian reached to lift the flap to peek at Snowball's face.
Snowball peeked his little nose and head out to stare at Octavian. The cat's blue eyes squinted curiously before he wiggled back in and cuddled into his warm cocoon of blankets and cuddles.
