Chase frowned, his brain suddenly filling with a plethora of things he hadn't wanted to think about at once. Being mad at Lennon again because he didn't have to pick her. What Kiley might have done if the two of them hadn't progressed to where they were, and with who. What state he'd be in if what Kiley said was actually true. The latter was the easiest to deal with, considering it had already crossed his mind. He hadn't known he was missing, was used to not having people. He might have been fine. Though....
He opened his mouth to speak, but was distracted by Kiley sitting up. Minion, startled slightly, watching her as if something awesome was about to happen. Chase grinned, then frowned slightly in a weird conglomeration of happy confusion, tilting his head. "I feel like they robbed you. Two hundred and fifty bucks worth of prize and they only gave you two? Should complain to management. Maybe it's really good stuff." He laughed a bit, ignoring his morning breath to kiss her, then averted his gaze back to the cat, slightly embarrassed.. "And, just to point out, or whatever. The twenty-something people in the house worked better for me than six bajillion...bazillion...whatever number you used."