Xitco sighed, a drone in his voice. "Don't worry, you are lovely Kitty; a lot more than I." he growled in his tone, not at her but himself. For the life he was born into. He took Kitty into the bathroom and closed the door. "I'm not going to hurt you, you have nothing to worry about." he barely let the corners of his mouth turn up as he softly touched her shoulder. A strange and sudden warmth manifested from his body as if he were the fox. The neko didn't seem all put together everytime Xitco tried to hit on her or simply compliment her. He wondered why she was so resistant to like him at a. What had happened with her and Sam? He let go as soon as he started to think about it, not wanting to resolve the truth. ".......Um I think, I'll keep my black cloak and maybe you could give me a leather chest plate and thicker pants. Some hiking boots as well." he uttered, talking smally as he reached out to touch her again, this time under her chin. He wanted to make that movie perfect move but was fearful of rejection. The feline sat against the tubs edge and looked down at the ground.