[Noa is of course trying to be civil. He sits on Newf and listens, and watches, and...well, even if he isn't saying it, a cat's disappointment is clear.] ...I see.
[AM is...rather serious news after all.] I suppose this...explains why there was no follow up as to our 'night out' then...
[Newf ignores all of this. Instead she remains there, laid down, tail occasionally thudding as she pants away the great heat of her coat. She moves her head toward Tybolt, but keeps it low- no scaring small things, no no.]
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[AM is...rather serious news after all.] I suppose this...explains why there was no follow up as to our 'night out' then...
[Newf ignores all of this. Instead she remains there, laid down, tail occasionally thudding as she pants away the great heat of her coat. She moves her head toward Tybolt, but keeps it low- no scaring small things, no no.]