"Hi, 'Punz," Noah says softly, smiling gently at the kiss. He nuzzles Pascal back, reaching up to stroke along his head. "Careful, buddy, you look like a meal to some of these cats."

Furrosawa's eyes were especially wide, tracking Pascal's movements. He didn't move, otherwise, though.

"Everything has been...better. How've you been?" he asks, hoping to turn the conversation to her.