[Like a dog with a rabbit in its teeth, the denial is fuel for pursuit, fast steps taking him forward for every inch of distance he loses in the retreat. Maybe in a more sober state he'd have some self-control not to be so unleashed; then again, maybe not. He's never seen a cat before. Those have to be cat ears, or the ears of some other animal equally as fluffy and twitchy—he's stared at too many vids to believe otherwise.]
No, yours are different.
[Anything for this dream come true. As Cain is sidestepped, he swiftly turns in their weird dance, attempting to catch the stranger by one slender shoulder as a hand again makes a greedy swipe for an ear.]
Come on— [grabby grabby,] —just real quick, promise—I haven't even seen one yet and I've been here for days!
[He doesn't clarify what he means. Determination lit like a fire, Cain doesn't care that he's corralling the other man back toward the obstacle of a building wall. It's not totally deliberate.]
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No, yours are different.
[Anything for this dream come true. As Cain is sidestepped, he swiftly turns in their weird dance, attempting to catch the stranger by one slender shoulder as a hand again makes a greedy swipe for an ear.]
Come on— [grabby grabby,] —just real quick, promise—I haven't even seen one yet and I've been here for days!
[He doesn't clarify what he means. Determination lit like a fire, Cain doesn't care that he's corralling the other man back toward the obstacle of a building wall. It's not totally deliberate.]