[The reaction of the cat amuses him and it draws a small smile to his lips as he watches the two. This woman, she seems like she has a head upon her shoulders and for being the first person he's met outside of what appeared to be his inner-circle of acquaintances, at least in this strange home he was living next to someone who at least seemed somewhat responsible and reasonable at that. Asides, she seemed to like books and well.
How could he say that was a bad thing. Still, at her words he gives a small shake of his head.]
Curious beasts, I'm sure. I promise you it's not a problem--at least I know of who he belongs to if he finds trouble. [When she extends her hands though, it's a custom he's not exactly used to and so he pauses for a moment before tentatively reaching out with his singular hand to grasp her own; his accented voice follows.]
Malik Al-Sayf. [A pause, and he squeezes the others hand within his own.] A pleasure, Madam Carnahan. At least I'll be sharing residence with someone who has a liking for texts.
/make's an apology-cake for the lateness of this tag
How could he say that was a bad thing. Still, at her words he gives a small shake of his head.]
Curious beasts, I'm sure. I promise you it's not a problem--at least I know of who he belongs to if he finds trouble. [When she extends her hands though, it's a custom he's not exactly used to and so he pauses for a moment before tentatively reaching out with his singular hand to grasp her own; his accented voice follows.]
Malik Al-Sayf. [A pause, and he squeezes the others hand within his own.] A pleasure, Madam Carnahan. At least I'll be sharing residence with someone who has a liking for texts.