He honestly wasn't himself, this playfulness was just a side factor of the stress. All-be-it good for him but the playfullness hid his pain. From being taken as a kid, he never got a full chance to BE a kid. He was happy, he was free. Though his joy stopped and his gaze went up to her, did she really mean it? That he could have a home? He moved to her, head low and he paused. Aiming then bunted her hand. A gesture of trust. He wanted a place to live... he had nowhere to go.<br/><br/>To be honest he felt like this would be a new life... no more fighting for the entertainment of the nobles by force. Being picked up the male mewled and looked about before looking down. Opening his mouth he took the cloth and rolled. Wrapping himself up and wiggled about. Soon letting go and unrolling himself. However at the mention of toys he yawned. Just being able to run would be nice.<br/><br/>However once she took the cloth again he nodded. His claws were sheathed before the sharp nails extended. Wiggling he began to walk. Pouncing with a whine. He repeated this for some time with her before he let out a much healthier yowl. His tummy was grumbling. However seeing someone knew he froze. No shifting. No. She wasn't the one he could trust.<br/><br/>Yet, why was the man looking for him? What could he want with him? Maybe to grind information out of him? No can do! He moved beside Kate and nipped her leg lightly. Glad she wasn't telling that HE was the injured male. Hell... if he shifted now- he would be more than weak. He needed rest. However when the girl asked to pet him he let out a deep hiss. No touchy!!<br/><br/>When the girl left he moved to Kate again and nuzzled her, rubbing his side on her before looking to his paws. Glad she would never tell anyone. When could he shift human again??