[He watches …almost reverently. There’s something about this solitude, it brings him a peace he hasn’t known for sometime, and he finds himself almost losing himself. Forgetting that he is a sopping wet cat, tracking who knows what on the floors.]
[But then he gets up, and- Oh! Mayoi’s ears shoot right up in alarm as he staggers back down again. He’s moving before he even realizes, despite his nerves and survival instinct urging him to stay hidden.]
A-Ah, are you alright…?!
[he’s already at his side before he realizes what he’s done, and so he hovers there anxiously, not yet touching the young man, but waiting for permission (or condemnation).]
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[But then he gets up, and- Oh! Mayoi’s ears shoot right up in alarm as he staggers back down again. He’s moving before he even realizes, despite his nerves and survival instinct urging him to stay hidden.]
A-Ah, are you alright…?!
[he’s already at his side before he realizes what he’s done, and so he hovers there anxiously, not yet touching the young man, but waiting for permission (or condemnation).]