{She’s glad that she can feel his trust here, as it different to hear something and then to know something. It does wonders for her mood, for her earlier worries. Everything is a little brighter.}
They do! It's awful. It’s a shame that they’re so cute and soft, but that does add to their shiftiness. You always have to look out for them, lest you catch their tail and then suddenly you have something sharp and angry digging into your ankle. {There’s a flash of a memory from her childhood and the walls bend inward, a mental wince recalling the pain, but they bounce back quickly as the memory disappears. She’s laughing though. She never thought she’d be discussing diabolical cats with Vlad but obviously she is enjoying it.}
This isn’t so bad is it? {It doesn’t always have to be heavy emotional barbs here. It can be light things too, even if they seem like nonsense.} We’re going to be okay.