"Yes a mouse. Adorable and quiet. Definitely a mouse." The smile grew as Matt watched the older go about making the tea, propping his chin in his hands. With the steeping cup in front of him, the keeper leaned over to get a whiff of the tea, humming softly in delight.
"Hmm..." Matt tapped the tip of his nose as he thought. "Nope! I got a Dori smile. I'm good now. Do you have any milk and sugar for the tea though?"