[Elza turns his head with a twitch of one ear, standing in the kitchen. He may or not be getting a glass of milk because well milk is delicious but it has nothing to do with how he's (in essence) a big cat.]
Mhm? Mary? [He turns to face her with a smile, leaning his back against the counter.] What is it?
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Mhm? Mary? [He turns to face her with a smile, leaning his back against the counter.] What is it?