Bayleigh had known, even if she hadn't asked, that something was wrong with Millie in these past few weeks. She could notice the subtle differences in the way Millicent was acting that perhaps would go unnoticed or simply given a shrug by others. She hadn't wanted to seem as if she was being invasive or pushy, however, so had come to the decision that she'd let her tell her what was wrong. If she wanted to tell her at all.
So the past few weeks had been consumed by making sure the kitten were well and training with Chas in the mornings when the woman had time. She had recently given all but Reggie away and when she apparated into Millie's home, she had Reggie in her arms. She was moderately afraid to leave the kitten alone just yet. She had been afraid to leave all four alone originally but knew they were ready to be given away and had trust in Millie and Patience.
She set the kitten down, before crossing quietly over to the couch. She took an immediate seat beside Millie, pulling her knees up to rest against her chest and tilted her head to the side. "Hey," she said with a small smile, her arms wrapped loose around her knees.