Shisui shook his head, taking the kitten from Hana and holding her by the scruff in one hand, and grabbing her legs with the other. He was cooing at it, offering it words of reassurance. One would think that cat was his baby. "The older ones don't really stay. I don't encourage them either. I'm not around for months at a time sometimes so I wouldn't want them to expect me to feed them all the time; they'd starve if they're too shy to go out looking for food, or if they're too picky." That wasn't normal for cats, but he did encounter one poor little guy who just wouldn't leave his house for months.

He sat there with the cat, listening to Hana as she examined the kitten and purposely training his eyes to look at the cat or Hana's face instead of anywhere inappropriate. Somehow, the cat was more important to him right now but-- just in case. He'd been getting accused of plenty of inappropriate things as it is, recently. "...Her sight?" Aw, poor little girl.