Nyla was ticklish on the sides and nape of her neck it was why she had squealed. The witch didn't mean to confuse him but he tickled her. Blinking she smiled, "Its fine but I'm ticklish on my neck." Palmer purred  and watched her pat Micino. The girl then went to the fridge and sighed as she looked inside. Her dad ate the last of the stew.She went and grabbed a small cauldron and set it on the stove, "What would you want to have this time my friend?" she asked and walked over to him. Nyla picked Palmer up from Micino's shoulder and kissed the top of his head, "I am sorry my dad scared you. He's over protective of me..." giggling she then set Palmer on his head and giggled, "Kitty loves sitting on people's heads."