A quiet nod is given, lifting M*rder back into his arms, as he makes his way over to the bed.
He hadn't noticed the terrarium on first glance, observing the amphibians inside. The other had quite the collection of pets, he noticed. He wonders if they all have a tragic story —
— to accompany them.
He takes a seat on the middle bedspread, legs crossed with the kitten placed back into his lap. She's eager to take the space, curled up in his lap and soaking up the attention.
He remains quiet as the other cleans. As always, he has nothing more to say, —