[Soubi feels pity for Seimei and that's really not right. Never has he felt pity and he shouldn't feel it for Seimei of all people. He stares at the water bowl and then tries again.]
Can you point to me with your paw what's wrong? You're not thirsty.
[ it’s hard to point. seimei can, but he feels distinctly unbalanced when he tries to direct himself… so it takes him a few moments to calibrate his tiny cat body, and then he points to the remaining cans.
when he puts his paw down, he stumbles a little. mortifying. ]
[Well. He definitely shouldn't make Seimei point again.
It takes Soubi a moment. It's about the cans and he had turned on the water. What did the two have in common...
Oh. He could remember that annoying neighbor of his complaining he didn't wash out his cans and things and they attracted bugs. She complained when he didn't sort properly as well.]
You want me to wash the cans, right? I'm sorry.
[But at least he's getting the cans and taking them out, finally washing them of remaining food.] I'll try to do better for you.
[ soubi’s got it, so seimei finally makes a satisfied noise and perches on the edge of the sink. he’s going to observe soubi while he washes them—and because he can’t stop himself, he’s subtly purring when the water turns off. ]
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Can you point to me with your paw what's wrong? You're not thirsty.
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when he puts his paw down, he stumbles a little. mortifying. ]
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It takes Soubi a moment. It's about the cans and he had turned on the water. What did the two have in common...
Oh. He could remember that annoying neighbor of his complaining he didn't wash out his cans and things and they attracted bugs. She complained when he didn't sort properly as well.]
You want me to wash the cans, right? I'm sorry.
[But at least he's getting the cans and taking them out, finally washing them of remaining food.] I'll try to do better for you.
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[ soubi’s got it, so seimei finally makes a satisfied noise and perches on the edge of the sink. he’s going to observe soubi while he washes them—and because he can’t stop himself, he’s subtly purring when the water turns off. ]