[center][b][i]Cat[/i][/b][/center]

The tall man listened to the boy's words, watching him hunk over his words before answering. Every word, Cat's cold blue eyes watched, calculating this boy's body language, the tone in his voice, and analyzing the words. Searching for lies, uncertainty, deceit, or broken words within his answer. It was a common habit for him, examining people. Perhaps finding a excuse to kill, perhaps to just to examine. He hated liars, he wasn't quite sure why, but he hated them. 

Yet he did not sense any lies from this boy's odd words. It sounded much like Dog's ideals. Surviving wasn't exactly everything unless it is spent with company. Almost all he knew was strictly survival... Human emotions that usually drove someone, such as love, pity, mercy, guilt... All were foreign to him. He never understood it or remembered feeling such a thing. Maybe he did at one point, but it would have been when he was just a mere child and even then he strove for survival. 

At times, he wondered exactly what it felt like to be truly a human, instead of the monster he was. The cold man wasn't even sure how he would react if Dog died. It was expected, and they discussed what would happen should either die while the other lives... But he didn't know how he would exactly feel. If companionship and feelings is what made survival worth it, it seemed he was far behind true survival.

[b]"Even if those people could be like me?"[/b] Cat asked cooly, though it was a question he did not expect a answer from since he shifted around the little electronic blockade to sit just behind the other boy.

A feeling of being cold overwhelmed him. And he craved warmth. Usually, he would kill something, blood was warm and had a addictive smell, at least to him. The only living thing here was him and this boy and he felt no need to kill this boy. He had told him the truth nor seemed the violent sort. Perhaps if he pressed buttons using that girl who was with him, but that required too much effort.

Thinking briefly, he decided to go with a alternative that he assumed would somewhat satisfy both of them. He would get warm, and this boy would get rewarded for being honest. Sounded reasonable to him.

So with that, his movements were smooth and quick, his powerful arms wrapping themselves around the smaller man from behind. His left arm wrapping around the torso, while the right looped around the neck. It looped around over his chest so his hand rested on the boys left shoulder from the front. Mhm.. Warmth.. Cat didn't make a sound, but his arms were gentle but firm, seeming not having any intent of letting go of the body in his arms.

One could compare this to a stubborn feline getting on its masters lap, insisting that it stayed there for both warmth and comfort. 

Cat could guess the boy probably would freak out, but he also didn't much care. He was warm and he boy can continue to do his little technical work and that was all he cared about.

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[center][b][i]Dog[/i][/b][/center]

Dog raised a 'Really?' eyebrow at the acid tone. As if to say that whatever this girl did was no way near as threatening as the bigger twin. She highly doubt the girl had the years to get the guts to do enough to scare Dog. After all, he has done a lot of bad things already. Still, if she wanted to complain, she could do so to Cat himself, though the dirty blonde doubted that would end well.

[b]"Nah don't worry about him. He looked like a docile guy so Cat won't do much to him. Maybe tease him a little but nothing really harmful."[/b] Dog shrugged before leaving with a happy grin.

Walking up the stairs, she paused at a bookshelf, examining it over curiously and thinking that Cat might like something to read to keep him occupied. Maybe he could even read to her a little if she found a storybook. With happy smile, she picked a few random books before heading off to the attic. Praying to anything in the world that nothing bad happened.