Mochi, oh my god, it's perfect. [ Unable to help himself, Kon laughs, completely enchanted by this frankly enormous cat - it's not even like he's just fat, he's huge. Mochi looks like he could have eaten him in one bite when he was Hiro's age, probably, but he still wants to pet him.

So he offers him his left hand, grinning. The mess on his desk doesn't even faze him, before or after the cat's swished his tail across it. ] Hi. He looks like a ball of mochi.

[ But he does manage to split his attention between the two of them, angling his head a little towards Hiro while still looking at this damn cat. ] I fit in either way where I'm staying, hilariously, but it's nice to have normal shoes again. [ And actual underwear, but we're not talking about that. ]