[Her own hello in return is to groan into a yawn, and although she cannot answer properly, she leisurely picks her tail up to faintly thump it against the ground, once, twice. It's amusement. There was times she felt she was close to getting lost herself, yes, but luckily, it never happened.
With sleepy-addled, meaningless, but still chatty grumbles, she wriggles until she's resting over her more adamantly, legs curled over, chest in lap. Her presence solid, and somehow gently demanding, she presses weight and fur against unsure hand, against this girl's frame to let her know being stroked is never not appreciated; and as if to cement her very being there. It has the looks of an animal fussing for attention, but it's equally her way of showing she's here for her, so don't be shy.]
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With sleepy-addled, meaningless, but still chatty grumbles, she wriggles until she's resting over her more adamantly, legs curled over, chest in lap. Her presence solid, and somehow gently demanding, she presses weight and fur against unsure hand, against this girl's frame to let her know being stroked is never not appreciated; and as if to cement her very being there. It has the looks of an animal fussing for attention, but it's equally her way of showing she's here for her, so don't be shy.]