"If I had known, I might have been more careful of my fingers." But he is smiling as he says it, genuinely touched by the thought. There is, after all, no denying that the cat is happy enough to be petted right now; Faramir may not be the best-acquainted with cats, but the purring is undeniable, claws or no, and there is no misinterpreting the insistence with which the animal seeks his hand. The idea that this might be a rarity had not even occurred to him, and in truth, he struggles to credit it even now, so at ease does the animal seem.
He looks down at the purring cat, and there is a warmth that settles in his chest at the sight; it is true that the animal is not what he would consider handsome, and there is something strange in the arrangement of those bony, hairless limbs, as though seeing something that was not meant to be so readily visible; but the cat is happy, and peaceful, and there is a beauty in that. Faramir's eyes dart back up to his host as he strokes the cat's thin, leaf-like ears. "What is his name?"
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Date: 2022-01-27 09:50 pm (UTC)He looks down at the purring cat, and there is a warmth that settles in his chest at the sight; it is true that the animal is not what he would consider handsome, and there is something strange in the arrangement of those bony, hairless limbs, as though seeing something that was not meant to be so readily visible; but the cat is happy, and peaceful, and there is a beauty in that. Faramir's eyes dart back up to his host as he strokes the cat's thin, leaf-like ears. "What is his name?"