[ he turns in Lancelot's arms, so that his head could rest on the man's shoulder and stare behind him. his tail swishes back and forth a few times, the tip of which nudges Lancey's nose as he readjusts himself. ]
Walk backward. Whatever disturbance we might be in... perhaps we can move around it. I think. It makes sense in my brain.
[ and he takes a second to rest his kitty cheek against the side of Lancelot's neck. ]
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[ he turns in Lancelot's arms, so that his head could rest on the man's shoulder and stare behind him. his tail swishes back and forth a few times, the tip of which nudges Lancey's nose as he readjusts himself. ]
Walk backward. Whatever disturbance we might be in... perhaps we can move around it. I think. It makes sense in my brain.
[ and he takes a second to rest his kitty cheek against the side of Lancelot's neck. ]