He was searching, trying to understand her. He had never met anyone like her. Dark skin, bright eyes, brighter hair, and a smell that was intoxicating.

And that sound! Was she purring as she spoke? He makes sounds like that too!

And he understood her. He was learning the language around here as he slowly moved through the place, yes, but it was nice to hear his own language. Even if he was rusty on English himself.

Gold eyes looked to her eyes, staring for a moment, then... a nod. Upstairs. Yes.

His tummy growled again, an echoing grumble, his hands drawing back to stuff into his pockets, frowning more. Another nod. [Please. Yes.] He would follow.