She doesn't even know him! But she supposes these cat notes might be leaving a certain impression, and he likes to think he's left a good one so far. He idly pets Antoinette, once again in his lap, half smiling to himself.

He stares at his own blank note, trying to figure out the least invasive way to bring up the fact that they should... probably meet, before he airbnbs her cat. But he doesn't want to be weird about it.

It would depend on when, but I may be able to host her for a few days. She might prefer the company of staying here, though I can just as easily feed her in the evenings. Mornings are more varied.

Would you like to tour the room before potentially booking her stay?

- Cassian

Oh, god, that's stupid. He stares at it for a long five minutes before deciding to just leave it. They're already commuting via cat.