[ shou knows this type of posture, that forceful liquid grace that can sharpen in an instant. it's a fighter's bearing. shou casts his gaze back down at the bakeneko who also now seems invested in this new confrontation, wondering if it might get the chance at two wallets and whatever else.
shou continues to offer his curled fingers to it, but the act is more cursory now. unfocused. ]
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shou continues to offer his curled fingers to it, but the act is more cursory now. unfocused. ]
It's not a lie. I was talking to this cat.
[ that much is more sincere. ]
But I also understand it as well.