[ Charles smirks and nods ever so slightly, not so much as to attempt to dislodge the creature trying to clamber up to a comfortable height. He sees it. And he's fine with it. Won't be able to do much harm up there, until it's the brain-eating sort.
And it doesn't seem that way, to look at him.
He points down at Anderson, lips drawing a little wider as the kitten playfully bats at his scared hands. ]
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And it doesn't seem that way, to look at him.
He points down at Anderson, lips drawing a little wider as the kitten playfully bats at his scared hands. ]