The re-purposed quote earned him a confused sideways glance from Casey as he tried to piece together the meaning with the tone. The tone did carry, though, and he watched Kira as he carefully tested out petting the cat, trying to stroke the sides of her jaw the way he would have for dog, and letting her bump against him all she wanted to.

"I wouldn't mind that." She was softer than he expected. They had always looked soft, but wild, and he had imagined their fur to be short, silky, and close to the skin like a rat's, not softer and almost dog-like.

"I haven't carved people much. Carved a few cats and dogs, though. Not much else to do with the time at night. Maybe play a little music, if the storms are loud enough."