Oh yeah. They tend to be either that or exceptionally cryptic. [His lips twist and he mutters:] Moonrocks. [Story there. Do you want to hear it?] Once in a rare while they'll outright taunt.
[He leaves the storage room and pushes open one of the doors to the bedrooms. Obviously the man's room, judging by what's found within. A dozing black kitten with orange eyes, stirs sleepily and raises her head from the double bed she's made napping spot.
Hi there not quite a stranger. I recognize your scent.]
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[He leaves the storage room and pushes open one of the doors to the bedrooms. Obviously the man's room, judging by what's found within. A dozing black kitten with orange eyes, stirs sleepily and raises her head from the double bed she's made napping spot.
Hi there not quite a stranger. I recognize your scent.]