A ghost of a grin tugged at the courier's lips as he felt Ru's toes wiggle but he refused to give in to a full smile under the circumstances. Patience was a virtue, but it wasn't usually one of his. He lived his life by keeping moving and going fast; this whole 'sitting around on his butt waiting for things to come to him' was as antithetical to his nature as a Torchline Longheat.
But for Safrin and Ru, he'd try.
If he had to.
Pale eyes narrowed behind smoked glass as the shadows gathered together and took on more definition. The flicker of moonlight off a whisker. The ghostly gleam of the cat's eyes. The blacker curve of a shoulder against the darkness. At Hotaru's recommendation he stopped trying to stare straight at the big cat and shifted his eyes to the side. He squeezed Ru's foot again and then, in a moment's inspiration, lifted his other hand and stretched it out to the side, wiggling his fingers in the dark to see if the cat's gaze would follow the motion.
But for Safrin and Ru, he'd try.
If he had to.
Pale eyes narrowed behind smoked glass as the shadows gathered together and took on more definition. The flicker of moonlight off a whisker. The ghostly gleam of the cat's eyes. The blacker curve of a shoulder against the darkness. At Hotaru's recommendation he stopped trying to stare straight at the big cat and shifted his eyes to the side. He squeezed Ru's foot again and then, in a moment's inspiration, lifted his other hand and stretched it out to the side, wiggling his fingers in the dark to see if the cat's gaze would follow the motion.
