He looked at her near the door, surprised that there was somebody out there as paranoid as he was. He felt a little more sheepish, ever since he had become a 'kid' he seemed more reckless, a little hotheaded even, rather than calculating and cold like he should be. Perhaps this is how he originally was, before all those years of experience and tragedy had changed him.

"If anything, I woulda gotten them." A little arrogant as well. A smirk. He turned to the kitten as a distraction.

"You okay now, little kitty?"