He gets the next letter and bursts into laughter. He shouldn't, because the messiness of Jyn's writing this time leads him to believe there were some dramatic cat issues prior, but Antoinette curls up and sits on his lap, purring, and he is taken in by this fluffy little menace. He tries to pretend it doesn't feel like he's making two friends, with varying standards of communication.
She is rather quick on her feet. Currently she seems more interested in climbing onto my counters than tripping me, but perhaps she's lulling me into a false sense of security. I'll be cautious.
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