There's another hiss at the words, and Yuri can't help a huff of laughter. Admiring the attitude.
"Yeah, yeah, I know, he's ugly. Don't worry. He doesn't eat cats."
The kitten glares at Morrison. Unconvinced.
Yuri keeps shushing it as he heads back up the stairs. All the earlier strain gone, turned into worry for this new problem. He can't control most of what's happened. But this? Maybe this can be fixed. Once they're inside, they'll figure out the next bit. The cat can't make it another night. Not with how skinny it is, with no sign of the mother.
Yuri's not leaving it alone. He's just - not.
(He is also not registering this has somehow turned into their project. His and Morrison's. A tenuous link, but more then there was this morning.)
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"Yeah, yeah, I know, he's ugly. Don't worry. He doesn't eat cats."
The kitten glares at Morrison. Unconvinced.
Yuri keeps shushing it as he heads back up the stairs. All the earlier strain gone, turned into worry for this new problem. He can't control most of what's happened. But this? Maybe this can be fixed. Once they're inside, they'll figure out the next bit. The cat can't make it another night. Not with how skinny it is, with no sign of the mother.
Yuri's not leaving it alone. He's just - not.
(He is also not registering this has somehow turned into their project. His and Morrison's. A tenuous link, but more then there was this morning.)