If I were fucking with you, it would be a little more elaborate than that.
[Johan and Saya did so love to mess with their older brother for kicks sometimes. Jon is still fond enough of those memories that he's idly wondering about the kind of pranks he might set up for Ragna to fall for, but this is not one of them.
He chuckles a little.] Oh? He leaves kibble for you? Well, no wonder you all quite like him. Tell you a secret? [Leaning down to stage-whisper to the cat, loud enough for Ragna to hear:] If you look at him and make a sad enough noise, he may even let you have a treat. I'd know, I'm his brother.
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You're not fucking with me, are you.
[A statement, not a question. Damn you feline freeloaders for selling him out!!!
As if sensing that thought, the dumb little kitty follows up while purring: "The nice man always leaves kibble behind the stairs! It's so yummy!!"]
I don't have any idea what you're talking about. [He does.]
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[Johan and Saya did so love to mess with their older brother for kicks sometimes. Jon is still fond enough of those memories that he's idly wondering about the kind of pranks he might set up for Ragna to fall for, but this is not one of them.
He chuckles a little.] Oh? He leaves kibble for you? Well, no wonder you all quite like him. Tell you a secret? [Leaning down to stage-whisper to the cat, loud enough for Ragna to hear:] If you look at him and make a sad enough noise, he may even let you have a treat. I'd know, I'm his brother.
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Don't encourage them, dammit!