[That gets a smile, however slight, out of him. He's well aware how bossy even the sweetest of cats can be (and that particular combination of traits is probably going to get the one he's reaching for named, in some way or other, after Esther).
Then there's that flash of memory and Ion quickly withdraws, surprised by the sensation itself and momentarily awash with homesickness. Which probably shows, he's never had what you might call a face for cards-
Are you alright, asks the cat man, and Ion nods shakily, grip automatically adjusting as the kitten begins to squirm.]
It didn't, [he answers, softer and more subdued than is entirely normal for him] before that. [He nods out the window, toward the sheets of rain on the other side.]
No worries! Looks like I'm kinda late now too, so >.>
Then there's that flash of memory and Ion quickly withdraws, surprised by the sensation itself and momentarily awash with homesickness. Which probably shows, he's never had what you might call a face for cards-
Are you alright, asks the cat man, and Ion nods shakily, grip automatically adjusting as the kitten begins to squirm.]
It didn't, [he answers, softer and more subdued than is entirely normal for him] before that. [He nods out the window, toward the sheets of rain on the other side.]