[ Toeing his shoes off and leaving them by the door, Kon takes a look around the apartment absently as he makes his way into the space. The legos amuse him a little when he spots them, but he makes sure not to disturb the robot that inspired them since it looks like he's downloading something. The workspace doesn't really surprise him, given what his own back home has always looked like, and - ]
I have a good memoh my god, you're so fat. [ - and there's the fattest calico he's ever seen in his life, sitting on the desk. His voice drops a little into an awed almost-whisper, and while Kon's got his bum arm supported via his hand being tucked into his hoodie pocket, it probably won't stay there for long if he gets to pick up this giant round ball of fur. ]
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I have a good memoh my god, you're so fat. [ - and there's the fattest calico he's ever seen in his life, sitting on the desk. His voice drops a little into an awed almost-whisper, and while Kon's got his bum arm supported via his hand being tucked into his hoodie pocket, it probably won't stay there for long if he gets to pick up this giant round ball of fur. ]