[ he takes his sketchbook back and flips to the first clean page, taking his charcoal pencil from behind his ear. ]
Thankfully for you, I don't particularly require either. [ the pencil is already moving over the page, his glance flicking between it and wade himself. ] What's wrong with cats, then?
[ other than getting underfoot and shedding everywhere, which leo generally doesn't mind as long as they're not in his workshop knocking things off shelves. ]
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Thankfully for you, I don't particularly require either. [ the pencil is already moving over the page, his glance flicking between it and wade himself. ] What's wrong with cats, then?
[ other than getting underfoot and shedding everywhere, which leo generally doesn't mind as long as they're not in his workshop knocking things off shelves. ]