[If he were capable right now, he'd be smiling, pleased that Drew's guard is sinking back down again. But he's also trapped himself, as he really doesn't want to shift back in front of the werewolf; he doubts it would be taken well, given his horns...]
It's alright. I know how I look and sound.
[There's that grating, disconcerting laugh again. He does brush past, acting the part of a real cat, headbutting Drew's hand and walking along with his back arched for rubs or scratches.]
I usually don't tell people so early. You can imagine why.
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It's alright. I know how I look and sound.
[There's that grating, disconcerting laugh again. He does brush past, acting the part of a real cat, headbutting Drew's hand and walking along with his back arched for rubs or scratches.]
I usually don't tell people so early. You can imagine why.