[Tatsumi carefully finishes his own food, not leaving so much as a crumb... but the entire time he's fascinated by his new pet. This is something he never expected to experience, this sort of attachment and care. And to think it will only get stronger with time and getting to know him...

For all that Mayoi may be well-bred and meant to be beautiful, Tatsumi finds him lovely for reasons well beyond that. His kindness, his gentleness... his quiet, unassuming manner. There's nothing to dislike.

Once they both finish eating, he quickly washes the dishes and gestures back toward his bedroom.]

We can talk in my room until it's time to sleep. You can sleep in the bed, if you like. I don't think a night on the floor will hurt me.