[... That is a good point. His ears flick, second eye opening that he might watch as his ancestor sits himself on the couch. Come up there? It is appealingly sunny...]
[He gathers himself, hops up, and promptly curls himself beside the Sufferer's lap.]
I guess this is fine, so long as no one tries to sit on me either.
[A pause. He's not going to nap, nope, and he did want to talk to him more.]
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[He gathers himself, hops up, and promptly curls himself beside the Sufferer's lap.]
I guess this is fine, so long as no one tries to sit on me either.
[A pause. He's not going to nap, nope, and he did want to talk to him more.]
How are the new hands working out for you?