[ The Chief tips his head away from the kitten's nosing, now looking back and forth between Wash and DC as he tries to figure out what he's supposed to do with a cat on his shoulder. Besides stand still, anyway.
His I-am-failing-at-being-a-normal-person sense is on fire. ]
[ That's to Wash. There's the tiniest accusation in his tone, but it's not a serious one. He's managed to successfully interact with the kitten, and accepts that figuring it out has probably been hilarious for Wash to watch.
[Okay, well, if that other kitten isn't going to come out, then DC is going to go in! Once he finds a way, that is. He heads towards the front of the helmet and- nearly takes a tumble off Chief's shoulder, whoops.]
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His I-am-failing-at-being-a-normal-person sense is on fire. ]
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He doesn't bite.
...well, not hard, at least. He's a kitten.
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[ There's a kitten face in his face still. Help. ]
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To play, probably. Or cuddle. Kittens are pretty simple.
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The Chief tips his head, changing the angle of the reflection to see what the cat does.
He hasn't played with a kitten before, he's learning. ]
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[DC bats at the new kitten with both paws. Why are you moving where are you come ouuuuuuttttt]
[And Wash just stands there, watching and grinning.]
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[ That's to Wash. There's the tiniest accusation in his tone, but it's not a serious one. He's managed to successfully interact with the kitten, and accepts that figuring it out has probably been hilarious for Wash to watch.
They're friends. It's okay.
He lets DC bat at his reflection in the visor. ]
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[It's a shameless admission - this is hilarious.]
My only regret is that I'm not recording it.
[Okay, well, if that other kitten isn't going to come out, then DC is going to go in! Once he finds a way, that is. He heads towards the front of the helmet and- nearly takes a tumble off Chief's shoulder, whoops.]