Oh for god’s sake . .
(He huffed as he gently hoisted the kitten up, placing her in carrie‘s arms — To which , the kitten would cling.)
Take the damned kit , boy .
Swear on my eye ,
She won’t kill ye .
Quit yer’ bellyachin , carrie ..
All lil - ol’ - bullet ‘s gunna do is jus’ gonna sniff
and nudge her nose about.
nothin too special.
She jus’ for that nice ol’ dopamine boost, see ?
.. Unfortunately Fer’ YOU —
Kit gotta get her scent on ye ..
And get used to .. All o’ us.
And , aye — wu’d ya rather have a furr-ish demon swipin’ at ye’ after a pissy - day rather than jus‘ snoozin on ye.