Nicolas
Evan, to her surprise (maybe), is seated on one of the window sills she passes by. In his hands is a pretty chubby and fluffy, unkempt cat with very pale gray fur with a grumpy expression very similar to its owner.
The cat notices her before Evan, who's looking out the window with that usual stern expression he has a lot of the time.
The cat meows, at which point Evan turns to look at her too. "Oh." He hums.
Amos
Raizel was passing by the windows in awe, admiring the scenery until she stopped beside Evan. He was seated on a windowsill with a rather plump kitty on his lap. Her glowing round eyes shine when she sees it look at her. And there is the stern faced Evan sitting alone with his spirit animal. Its double the bonus! When he finally looks to her, Raizel's eyes turn into two upside down crescents. "H-hey!" She says, sounding more chipper. "What are you doing... Here alone?" Rai tries her best not to stutter but she can't help but hold her own wrist nervously.
Nicolas
"I'm not alone?" He says. "I have Toaster. The cat I mentioned to you before." He explains first.
"Why are *You* All alone, huh?" He asks lazily, as if not really interested in the answer. Mostly to return to question. People don't need a reason to be all by their own for a time.
Amos
"Eh!?" She freezes up for a second before rubbing the back of her neck. "Uh... Um... Well.." She turns her gaze at the ground for a moment before peering over his shoulder at the cat. "Aw... Such a handsome kitty," She said, looking at the cat in awe. "I never had an animal companion before." And she stir herself away from Evan to give him some space. "How long did you had the little guy?"
Nicolas
The cat meows at her a second time. It doesn't look very impressed, or very disappointed. It licks at its paw, yawns, and lays flat across Evan's lap with its eyes closed. As if to take a nap.

"Sure," He says. "Really, you?" He seems surprised a bit. "Of all people, haven't had a pet before?"
He leans back a bit. "6 years now, maybe." He hums, as he looks off. "I remember when I picked him off the trashcan outside our apartment."
Amos
She shakes her head 'no' to his response, which caused the fluff on her mask to rattle. "I find it a little hard to get attached... I am sort of... Like a voodoo doll... When someone hurts me they get hurt... Too.." A bead of sweat slide down her temple. "Hm.." She turn her gaze at Toaster. "Really? I'm glad that you found him."
Nicolas
"Yes," He says. "Me too."
"Some vodoo doll you are." He picks up Toaster, and holds it up to her. He offers her to hold him.
"Well, if someone is hurt because they hurt you, they probably deserve it anyway. So whatever?"
Amos
She freeze up when he offered her the feline. "Hhhhh!?" Raizel is now sweating when the fuzzy animal is held up in front of her. It was like Evan is holding up a baby burrito in front of her. "A-Are you sure?" This was scary from her perspective. Hesitantly reaching out, she does her very best to be gentle when she takes him into her arms.
Nicolas
"Uh, sure."

The cat meows at her. It continues to be unimpressed, and not disappointed. It continues to look around- sometimes at her, sometimes out the window, sometimes at Evan, and sometimes on the floor. Not really mindful of the fact Raizel has picked him up, it seems.

"He's a hardy cat. Just don't like. Actually hit him."
Amos
"What!? No! Why would I hit him!?" She held the cat close to her chest like he's a wee babue. "That isn't very respectful for someone to hurt another person or animal with no reason.." Her glowing pale eyes narrowed with a gloomy look. While holding the cat in her arms it felt like she is holding a magical creature. She did held the thing like its special. Raizel was starting to pet Toaster on the back of his head. "Oh... H-hey Ev... I-I was wondering..." She nervously sways slightly where she stood while Toaster is rocking in her arms like he's in a cradle. "Would... You be okay if we go out somewhere?"
Nicolas
Toaster purrs. Its a very lazy purr, but it seems to appreciate it in any case. It continues to look around with mild disinterested.

Evan looks at her. "Hm?" He says. "Sure." He says.
"Where to?" He asks. He seemed a bit unsure why or where she'd want to take him... Which is exactly why he asked.
Amos
"There's a small coffee shop not too far from the school... Unless you feel like just hanging out at the creek?" Raizel turns her gaze to the cat who purred lazily. "I have some money I didn't really spend it on anything. It's just collecting and I am not too sure what to get with it." She shrugs.
Nicolas
"You, a coffee shop?" He raises a brow. "Are you sure you won't hate the linen seats and... Coffee?"

He puts his hands in his pockets. "I've never been in one before, you know. Whats so nice about coffee shops anyways?"

"But if you suddenly decided you wanted to live a city life, I won't stop you." He says. "But you better start with an actual bed."
Amos
"Ohh... Oho no... No... I prefer much less people... I've snuck into the village to steal some grub to survive. Whenever the food becomes too scarce to hunt in the woods," She said, still petting Toaster on the top of his head. "The closest to a coffee shop is a gas station." And then her glowing eyes turn towards him with a questioning look, almost as if surprised to hear that he had never been to one. "I am rather surprised? They have different drinks there other than just coffee. A bit weird... The people there are awkward." She tilts her head and her mane shifts to the side. "A city life wouldn't be fit f-for me. But I-I reckon th-that I adapt i-if I want to survive better..."
Nicolas
Evan reaches over his head to pick Toaster up and place him back on his lap. He raises a brow at Raizel. "I really doubt coffee shops are necessary for survival, but okay." He says.

"Awkward, huh?" He echoes lazily. "Guess we're a better fit in coffee shops than I expected."

"I'll settle for coke." He mutters under his breath, before he pushes himself off the window sill and stands up.

He lets Toaster down. The cat continues to lay flopped on the floor, disinterested.

"Lead the way then."
Amos
She shakes her head and it rattles. "I want to get better at talking... Understanding others... I-I'm tired... Of... Being... Scared." Raizel watches contently when Evan takes Toast from her arms. "Okay.." And she takes his hand to walk ahead of him. At first, she was concern about Toast being alone, but knows well that cats are independent creatures. "They also serve snacks there... If you need anything else pl-please let me know."