[b]Michael[/b]
[@Silver Fox]

Perhaps it was the fall, or even the mreow that seemed better suited on Cleopatra, then Prince, but Michael  let out a shaky laugh. Prince [i]was[/i] warm, and surprisingly, comforting. Cleopatra lept down, to join them on the floor, licking Michael's now tear stained cheeks. 

He managed a nod, but stayed as he was for a few more minutes, until the shaky subsided, before shifting off of Prince, and scooping the kitten up, feeling slightly better. 

He sniffled, and dried his eyes, rubbing them with closed fists, and wiping his cheeks. [color=00a651]"I'm okay, thank you"[/color] he managed to say, managing a small, sad smile. He swallowed, and shifted, embarrassed at his behavior[color=00a651]"um. uh. A r-room? y-y-your or Z-zephyr said something about r-r-r-rooms y-yesterday"[/color].