Riin looked at her and purred. Lapping up the milk more. For a little thing he had a big appetite. He soon finished eating and just played around. Poking the milk with his tongue and hitting the bowl with his paw to make the milk jump in the middle. He looked at her and tilted his head to the side. Turning around to face her instead of his back to her. Purring a bit. Looking around and then back at her. It was his home now right? He lived here too? He purred and licked her hand again. Rubbing his head against the hand petting him. Tail swishing happily. "Yes." He said to show he understood her. That he was acknowledging the fact she said she was going to carry him around with her until he was bigger. He looked at her as if he knew that getting stepped on would hurt and be horrible. "Yes." He said to answer her question.Licking her palm lightly as if he was cleaning her. Purring loudly. This was his person. He was only three weeks old. He was the runt of the litter. He heard the man say that after getting taken to the vets and prodded to make sure he was healthy. He batted at her hand with his paws without his claws out. He was trying to play with her. He nuzzled her. This was his person. She had saved him from the rain. She had taken him home. He would forever be loyal to her.