[He sees cat hair on the floor, but he doesn't push it. He gently nudges the ginger out of the way on his way through the door, watching as the cat stares and tail-twitches in irritation. Sorry, friend.
There's a few creases on his face as he closes the door and stares at the offered chair. He considers for a moment before deciding finally to sit.]
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I see.
[He sees cat hair on the floor, but he doesn't push it. He gently nudges the ginger out of the way on his way through the door, watching as the cat stares and tail-twitches in irritation. Sorry, friend.
There's a few creases on his face as he closes the door and stares at the offered chair. He considers for a moment before deciding finally to sit.]
Other than being dead? Not a damn thing.