The cat was wandering about, sniffing at things and getting to know his new home. Fortunately, the fact he didn't stay around Mello could be explained by his 'running' and having spent time away. Not that Mello seemed to notice or care. He didn't seem to realize this wasn't his cat either, or that it was the same as the one in the dream and not the one he'd gotten with Nakago. To him, they were one and the same. As was the house he'd lived in with the white fence and garden. He had barely any recollection of his real home, and all that was could be explained by moving because of Nakago's job.
Not that he was thinking about all that. Mello was singularly fixated on the cat, ignoring Sephiroth's hand on his hair.
"Where was he? Was he okay? He doesn't look like he was starving, at least..."
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Date: 2011-07-19 10:08 am (UTC)Not that he was thinking about all that. Mello was singularly fixated on the cat, ignoring Sephiroth's hand on his hair.
"Where was he? Was he okay? He doesn't look like he was starving, at least..."