<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 9pt;">There was an odd silence that passed between the two of them, and idly, Angel wondered what he was thinking. It took him a while to respond, and right before she was about to prompt him, he spoke up again. <br/><br/>"<strong>A kitten?</strong>" She echoed. "<strong>I've seen some of the pictures. . . </strong>" She hedged. She had, but it had been a fairly long time ago. Besides, why look at things she couldn't have? She preferred not to torture herself any more than absolutely necessary. She heard him clicking through his comm unit, and the distinct sound of him scrolling through photos. Angel's curiosity was piqued - she was absolutely intrigued at this point. She stood there, waiting impatiently, until finally a picture was displayed. <br/><br/>Instantly, Angel made a sound that she hardly knew she was capable of making. <br/><br/>Angel touched the screen, looking at the cat eagerly. Sure, there was a cute guy in the background, but there was a <em>kitten.</em> And it was yawning and Angel could barely contain herself. How would it feel to hold that kind of thing in her arms? She wanted one. Badly. <br/><br/>"<strong>I love it!</strong>" She chirped - a little too loudly. She coughed, looking around to ensure nobody had heard her, and then turned back to the video feed. "<strong>And it's really cute. . . but not cute enough. Deal still stands. I want a picture. A new one!</strong>" <br/><br/>Still. She liked looking at this little picture of the past. Damn, who knew cats and big scruffy guys could be so cute together? </span>