[ Pacchan, thankfully, is quite okay with cats. In fact, when she approaches X'rhun she does so slowly, and tentatively sniffs the red mage's hand. ]
Be nice, Pacchan. This is X'rhun. He's gramps, okay?
[ And then at that, Pacchan pushes her cold, wet nose against X'rhun's hand and then bumps her head into his palm, her own way of asking for pets.
Hana, meanwhile, sneezed into her mask. ]
Hey, close the door behind you? I gotta go die over there.
[ is what she says, though really she's just walking over to a nearby table to grab a tissue and turning away from where X'rhun is so she can pull her mask down and blow her nose. It's all very miserable. ]
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Be nice, Pacchan. This is X'rhun. He's gramps, okay?
[ And then at that, Pacchan pushes her cold, wet nose against X'rhun's hand and then bumps her head into his palm, her own way of asking for pets.
Hana, meanwhile, sneezed into her mask. ]
Hey, close the door behind you? I gotta go die over there.
[ is what she says, though really she's just walking over to a nearby table to grab a tissue and turning away from where X'rhun is so she can pull her mask down and blow her nose. It's all very miserable. ]