[ There's still trepidation in his face, but it's more concern now than anything else. Lips thinning, he nods towards the cart before tipping his head towards a corner of the room.
Alright. Let's get this set up, while she's still sitting here content. ]
[Wash drags the cart over to the corner of the room and starts unloading it, talking all the while.]
You're probably going to want to keep her confined to a room or two to start - this place is pretty big, and you don't need her hiding somewhere you can't find her. And she will find a tiny little place to hole up in, because that's what cats do. DC managed to get inside one of my socks once - not the drawer; the actual sock - and it took me almost an hour to find him. Then again, DC likes sticking his nose in everything - hopefully yours will be a little calmer.
[ Keep her to confined quarters lest he lose her. That seems reasonable. Though right now she doesn't seem very interested in going much of anywhere. A big, sturdy thing with the comforting sound of a heartbeat and as much warmth as he tends to put off? He was a born cat-rest. ]
I...I don't know.
[ He's never really considered having a pet, much less what he would name them.
Though not letting York help seems sound advice. ]
[ 'Delilah', huh? Biblical name. There's a song too, isn't there? It's a little too delicate -- even if kittens are rather delicate by nature -- and Locus lets a finger trace the long, lazy curve of her spine. ]
[ As though he needs to tell someone who decides to go by their codename, as he does. Names define them. He's not going to give anything a name lightly. ]
No kidding. Why do you think I told you not to let York get involved?
[Wash tends to get hung up on his name only on his worst days. This isn't one of them, so he's a little less worried about things.]
[The last items he pulls off the cart are ones he bought himself: a tiny green harness and leash, matching the accents on Locus' armor. Wash is absolutely of the opinion that any cat can be taught to walk on a leash if you start young enough, and the kitten is plenty young. It can wait until Locus is a bit more settled, and he puts the harness on top of a box of toys.]
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Alright. Let's get this set up, while she's still sitting here content. ]
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[Wash drags the cart over to the corner of the room and starts unloading it, talking all the while.]
You're probably going to want to keep her confined to a room or two to start - this place is pretty big, and you don't need her hiding somewhere you can't find her. And she will find a tiny little place to hole up in, because that's what cats do. DC managed to get inside one of my socks once - not the drawer; the actual sock - and it took me almost an hour to find him. Then again, DC likes sticking his nose in everything - hopefully yours will be a little calmer.
What are you going to name her?
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I...I don't know.
[ He's never really considered having a pet, much less what he would name them.
Though not letting York help seems sound advice. ]
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You'll figure it out. If all else fails, you can still go with Fluffy.
[He gives the kitten a considering look.]
Though she looks like a Delilah to me.
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[ 'Delilah', huh? Biblical name. There's a song too, isn't there? It's a little too delicate -- even if kittens are rather delicate by nature -- and Locus lets a finger trace the long, lazy curve of her spine. ]
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I dunno. She just does.
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[ As though he needs to tell someone who decides to go by their codename, as he does. Names define them. He's not going to give anything a name lightly. ]
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[Wash tends to get hung up on his name only on his worst days. This isn't one of them, so he's a little less worried about things.]
[The last items he pulls off the cart are ones he bought himself: a tiny green harness and leash, matching the accents on Locus' armor. Wash is absolutely of the opinion that any cat can be taught to walk on a leash if you start young enough, and the kitten is plenty young. It can wait until Locus is a bit more settled, and he puts the harness on top of a box of toys.]
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[ Blunt to the last. And speaking of foolish decisions... ]
I had imagined you coming here for very different reasons. After what happened.
[ His expression is very carefully neutral at this point. ]