I carry all I need to grow inside - give me light, give me warmth
Harper smiles indulgently at the sassy creature, firming his knuckles to allow Branbast to press and curl against and beneath them as desired. "It's true, men are quite forgetful. Good thing I already made my gift, huh?" Far from offended by the words, he chuckles instead, glad that it's already in his small bag that he carries around habitually because it's quite clear that neither Prim nor Branbast will allow him to dawdle.
Though he stands and blushes at the quite...dirty words that the cat speaks next. "Oh hush you dirty thing. That's certainly not a gift I can give her." Already trailing for the door, he pauses to gesture both of them onward, because Harper certainly doesn't know where Phoebe is right now. "Well let's go then!" Gift already in possession, there seems no reason to waste good sunlight.
Though he stands and blushes at the quite...dirty words that the cat speaks next. "Oh hush you dirty thing. That's certainly not a gift I can give her." Already trailing for the door, he pauses to gesture both of them onward, because Harper certainly doesn't know where Phoebe is right now. "Well let's go then!" Gift already in possession, there seems no reason to waste good sunlight.
and watch me come alive
