Felix stares at his hands in front of him. "It was enough - its alright. Sometimes we all want. . . very specific things. That we... may not get. " He clears his throat. "I'm glad you know what you want, though. Most people don't. Sometimes I don't. So I-I appreciate +
" Yeah - Arathorn loves other cats. Hates other people. He's the original pissy baby, here's a picture of him - " He opens his phone, his lock screen is Arathorn with a donut balanced on his head. Felix presents it seriously.
Felix, instead of replying, chooses the next most eloquent thing - choking on his tea. For about a minute. Then he clears his throat.
" O-Oh yeah ? I am sure - many people want the same thing. Its nice weather out, isn't it ? Game of thrones tonight. I'm excited. "