Re: Quicklog: Cat C/Reece E
[Reece wasn't shivering. Now, he had shivered on occasion, because, in spite of being part robot, the rest of him was human. But, right now, in his own bed, he wasn't shivering. Was he struggling at getting a sock on? Yes. Was he on his back, one leg in the air, with his face toward the projected image on the wall? Yes. Was he shivering? No. Was he then very startled when the voice spoke from his window? Very yes. He yelped. Eyes wide with white looked to Cat, then turned to slits as the man-turned-boy pouted and squinted.
But, the dopey-er, wider-eyed look returned quick enough at the sight of dress and Cat-turned-girl. He could see that it was her. Obviously. And he had seen a picture. But, pictures didn't move unless they ended with .gif, and even then, it wasn't the same as having a girl sitting on your windowsill like normal people did that normally. Reece felt an unfortunate heat scour his cheeks and he just shook his head as he finally got the pesky sock on.—The boy pushed himself up onto his elbows and looked to the wall in question, even as Cat came near on the bed... walking on it in heels.] Hey—[Reece flicked black metal fingers at her shoe on white duvet.] Manners. [He gestured exaggeratedly at his own besocked feet. But, back to the wall. He smiled and scoffed and didn't drown in his own blush.] Of course you can. [The boy sat upright finally, and looked to his laptop on the floor by the bed.] Are you, uh, just wondering or requesting?