He nodded to her and wandered from the section of books to the cage, crouching down beside it and cooing in French at the baby ferrets. They blinked their large black eyes at him and he chuckled warmly, slipping his hand into the cage, bringing them both out, cooing at them while they chittered and chirped back.
"Oui, oui, bonjour petite belette, comment allez-vous? Vous êtes véritable adorable." He said, letting one inspect his sleeve while the other scratched at his gloves. "Ah, oui. Pas très à voyons y, peu une."