[Oh, the cat is still here, doing cat things. Constantin leans a little to one side to see what's going on back there... and he doesn't so much invite himself into the room once Felix turns away as shuffle forward to loiter in the open doorway, you know, maybe in case Liam decides to try escaping again. He has just enough propriety to trump his innate nosiness, so he'll linger over here! That's fine, right! He's not in the room.
So while he's here on, ahem, cat escape prevention duty, and Felix is being mean to cats and objects alike down there by the floor, who could blame him for glancing around the room? No one... the door is open... Hm!
And look at that clock, especially, wow. Felix already told him that his friends from home are on the other side here, so is this them? He has a clock with their names on it? That would be absolutely unbelievable if, like, a tree hadn't appeared fully formed in Constantin's own room recently— a friendship clock is almost reasonable in comparison to a whole tree. Look at that thing! Dang! Even more evidence of Felix's tender emotions.
Eventually he clears his throat, just to remind everybody that he's still here and witnessing all of this.]
Would you like a hand?
[Should he hold the cat? He's still, like, looking at the clock while he says this, don't mind that.]
how can i deny that setup! you would have done the same!
So while he's here on, ahem, cat escape prevention duty, and Felix is being mean to cats and objects alike down there by the floor, who could blame him for glancing around the room? No one... the door is open... Hm!
And look at that clock, especially, wow. Felix already told him that his friends from home are on the other side here, so is this them? He has a clock with their names on it? That would be absolutely unbelievable if, like, a tree hadn't appeared fully formed in Constantin's own room recently— a friendship clock is almost reasonable in comparison to a whole tree. Look at that thing! Dang! Even more evidence of Felix's tender emotions.
Eventually he clears his throat, just to remind everybody that he's still here and witnessing all of this.]
Would you like a hand?
[Should he hold the cat? He's still, like, looking at the clock while he says this, don't mind that.]