[... Now his expression is unpleasant, as his eyes narrow a little. The kitten is squirming on Luke's shoulder, as if he wants to leap off and into the daring unknown of the apartment.]
... It clawed me. But that was my fault. [Except it totally wasn't his fault in Luke's eyes, but he's trying to push for approval of the kitten here!]
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... It clawed me. But that was my fault. [Except it totally wasn't his fault in Luke's eyes, but he's trying to push for approval of the kitten here!]