[ He kinda figured, given the circumstances that it took to get her to even confess to him, but still, hearing her admit as much out loud tickles him in such a silly-sweet way. He's still not used to the giddy, boyish feeling that comes with it, that rushes through him like a smattering of butterfly wings, and a laugh escapes him in much the same manner. ]
You're into me, eh, Momo? Maybe hunting you was overkill, heheh...
[ Even if the literal hunting was driven by his newfound feline sensibilities. He might've been confident in her interest in him, but he's still the sort to get jealous easily, and his ego can never have enough padding.
After a moment, he lets go of her wrists, but he doesn't move away, instead bracing his hands on either side of her against the sofa, leveling her with a hooded, cocksure gaze. ]
Let me make it up to you?
[ He has that bright glint in his eyes again, but one that suggests causing her trouble in a much different way than before. Behind him, his tail flicks slowly back and forth again. Does he need to spell it out for her? ]
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You're into me, eh, Momo? Maybe hunting you was overkill, heheh...
[ Even if the literal hunting was driven by his newfound feline sensibilities. He might've been confident in her interest in him, but he's still the sort to get jealous easily, and his ego can never have enough padding.
After a moment, he lets go of her wrists, but he doesn't move away, instead bracing his hands on either side of her against the sofa, leveling her with a hooded, cocksure gaze. ]
Let me make it up to you?
[ He has that bright glint in his eyes again, but one that suggests causing her trouble in a much different way than before. Behind him, his tail flicks slowly back and forth again. Does he need to spell it out for her? ]