Yes, that must be it. [He holds his plate out to Kitty just in case she needs more animal-shaped food to fuel her wisdom, ignoring the part of his mind that's telling him that Kitty is off, too. Stupid mind.]
I do love Johanna. I can't explain why, but maybe logic can't be imposed upon emotions. [But enough of that. It's a lovely day and they should both be happy.] Tell me about something good. Anything.