[ Kahlil very much doubts the castle stables are going to let Large Rita make a nest out of a stall next to the horses. More likely she'll have to make a lair in the woods somewhere, though that leaves her open to other dangers. They'll need to figure something out - except, fortunately, the problem suddenly and neatly solves itself. ]
Okay, okay... [ He's somewhat used to the sensation of her tiny, human-like fingers fussing with his hair, though it's still slightly uncomfortable - he at least understands this to be some sort of raccoon form of affection. He makes no attempt to fight it. ]
... so this has never happened before, yes? [ This he directs at Jack, just to confirm now that no one is panicking anymore.
Jack might notice now, if he looks at Kahlil's face, that there's something slightly off about his eyes. They're normally dark brown, almost black, but in the middle of each iris is now a ring of gold. ]
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Okay, okay... [ He's somewhat used to the sensation of her tiny, human-like fingers fussing with his hair, though it's still slightly uncomfortable - he at least understands this to be some sort of raccoon form of affection. He makes no attempt to fight it. ]
... so this has never happened before, yes? [ This he directs at Jack, just to confirm now that no one is panicking anymore.
Jack might notice now, if he looks at Kahlil's face, that there's something slightly off about his eyes. They're normally dark brown, almost black, but in the middle of each iris is now a ring of gold. ]