[Felix's sync is rough and piercing fondness. Holding the cat carefully between them, he leans into Sylvain's chest and lets Sylvain's emotional sync press over him. He mutters words muffled against him.]
It already felt like home having a fool like you here with me...
"Mm, I love you too, Fe." Sylvain has to chuckle at Felix's strange ways of admitting his fondness. It's nothing new, but it never fails to amuse him. Besides, having Felix lean on his chest like this makes his heart swell with content.
The little kitten seems just as pleased between them, warm and trying to purr. It's a wet little rattle, but that kind of makes it even cuter. Sylvain looks down between them, and his smile softens.
Sylvain hides a smile by kissing amidst Felix's hair. Leave it to Felix to name a cat after a weaponsmith, but how could Sylvain ever ruin his fun?
"Cute. I think that'll do just fine." He moves to Felix's side, an arm over his shoulder in a familiar gesture. "C'mon, lets go see how he likes our room. We'll probably have to figure out kitten supplies too. I uh, I've never had a cat before."
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It already felt like home having a fool like you here with me...
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The little kitten seems just as pleased between them, warm and trying to purr. It's a wet little rattle, but that kind of makes it even cuter. Sylvain looks down between them, and his smile softens.
"He still needs a name, y'know."
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[...Not like he answered quickly because he had been imagining names for cats before or anything. He rubs fingers behind the kitten's ears.]
It's... uh.. a strong name for a cat.
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"Cute. I think that'll do just fine." He moves to Felix's side, an arm over his shoulder in a familiar gesture. "C'mon, lets go see how he likes our room. We'll probably have to figure out kitten supplies too. I uh, I've never had a cat before."