Mui looked at her and nodded his head. â€œSince born. Squeak. Squeak. Squeak.â€ He said. Teeth chattering rapidly. â€œEvil man steal me from real mouse momma when tiny baby and just three inches tall.â€ His ears plastering back against his head. â€œSaid Iâ€™m rare.â€ He whispered. Squeaking in fear then stopped as she said what friendly people were. He uncurled some and scurried a little closer before curling up in a ball again. Looking at her curiously. â€œDonâ€™t hurt...people...â€ He said like it was the awesomest idea he had ever heard. It was. Tilting his head to the side as the male voice came out of her mouth. â€œSqueak? Squeak!â€ He cried out. Sniffing the air as his whiskers twitched some. He got up and scurried mouse like to the other edge of the cage. Laying down and pointed at her fatherâ€™s friends office. â€œMalboroâ€™s psycho kitty kept in there. Evil manâ€™s friend does it because evil man says so and he is evil man too.â€ He scurried back over to where he had been the second time and curled up in a ball. â€œThey do all sorts of stuff to me. Stab me with those thin pointy things and inject stuff or take blood. When they inject stuff it makes me sick or hurt or worse.â€ He whispered. Squeaking in fear again repeatedly. He watched her arm come through the cage and quickly scurried to the back of it. Studying her then in slow motion scurried closer and closer. Sniffing at her hand with his nose. His whiskers rubbing against her hand. Squeaking softly as he sniffed her hand all mouse like.