This cat looked nothing like the red Abyssinian he had at home, but Mello didn't care all that much right now. Sitting down on the bed, he took the nuzzling and purring as a positive sign and drew the animal into his lap, petting the soft fur with a vague smile.

Curiously, he tried to imagine it a different color, more of a reddish brown like his own cat, wanting to see if he could mold details of his surroundings. The gun, having been forgotten about, had vanished into the nothingness it had come from.