[Which aren't much of a problem anymore, as Li Lianhua would be well aware of. Even before, that was mostly a heart problem.
Besides, he can have breaks while Cat has to use his telepathy-based screen reader for communication. At least he's lucky his little friend is clever enough to separate the two out rather than filtering everything through the same connection.]
Ha! She expects you to mess with my food if I dare to bring it up, too.
[Surely he wouldn't want to play right into this terrible woman's expectations.]
[Cat's lungs might be fine, but what about Li Lianhua's head? No care for that, eh? There's a distinct mental scoff to be heard. Easier on his lungs indeed.
No such extraneous huffing and puffing can be detected after what Cat has got to tell him next. Only a moment of silence.]
Have you ever heard of the burglar crying 'thief'? [Isn't it notable that this is what she accuses someone of in response to an offense? It's not his garden that's growing nothing but poison. But that thought would lead nowhere good, and so he doesn't think it loud enough to be heard.]
Forget it. Your food is safe so long as I get my rest. Friend Cat, I can't be blamed for mixing up salt and sugar if I'm too tired to see what I'm doing, can I?
[Two can play the pathetic little meow meow game.]
[He chuffs out a short noise of amusement -- out loud, unlike Li Lianhua's own little huffs -- rolling his eyes.]
Sounds like a weekly tale from the Malum District.
[He's sure they've both insinuated enough in their weird back and forth.]
I'll blame whatever I like. [nya nya] ...Hey, aren't you missing having this kind of energy? I sure don't miss the days of napping for more reason than I found a decent patch of warm sun to curl up in.
[This again... He's more tolerant of this line of argument from Cat than from most, so he still does his best to give his mental answer a placating, amused sort of inflection.]
What's there to miss? It would only encourage people to hassle me about their food or chess matches. Think it through, eh?
[But it's impossible to really hide the tiredness behind in, nor the fact he still hasn't fully recovered from the damage to his lungs, and at this point likely never will. It's just that there isn't any sense in mourning losses like that.]
[For a moment, he hmms, though whether it's in understanding or a doubtful precursor to thought is ambiguous. It almost seems like he's content to leave it at that...but alas, Cat's never been known to be particularly sparing. Or to keep subjects sacred.]
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Date: 2025-05-17 04:17 pm (UTC)Friend Cat, doesn't this chatter give you a headache? It sure gives me one.
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Date: 2025-05-17 04:22 pm (UTC)[Which aren't much of a problem anymore, as Li Lianhua would be well aware of. Even before, that was mostly a heart problem.
Besides, he can have breaks while Cat has to use his telepathy-based screen reader for communication. At least he's lucky his little friend is clever enough to separate the two out rather than filtering everything through the same connection.]
Ha! She expects you to mess with my food if I dare to bring it up, too.
[Surely he wouldn't want to play right into this terrible woman's expectations.]
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Date: 2025-05-17 05:05 pm (UTC)No such extraneous huffing and puffing can be detected after what Cat has got to tell him next. Only a moment of silence.]
Have you ever heard of the burglar crying 'thief'? [Isn't it notable that this is what she accuses someone of in response to an offense? It's not his garden that's growing nothing but poison. But that thought would lead nowhere good, and so he doesn't think it loud enough to be heard.]
Forget it. Your food is safe so long as I get my rest. Friend Cat, I can't be blamed for mixing up salt and sugar if I'm too tired to see what I'm doing, can I?
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Date: 2025-05-23 02:58 pm (UTC)Sounds like a weekly tale from the Malum District.
[He's sure they've both insinuated enough in their weird back and forth.]
I'll blame whatever I like. [nya nya] ...Hey, aren't you missing having this kind of energy? I sure don't miss the days of napping for more reason than I found a decent patch of warm sun to curl up in.
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Date: 2025-06-01 04:44 pm (UTC)What's there to miss? It would only encourage people to hassle me about their food or chess matches. Think it through, eh?
[But it's impossible to really hide the tiredness behind in, nor the fact he still hasn't fully recovered from the damage to his lungs, and at this point likely never will. It's just that there isn't any sense in mourning losses like that.]
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Date: 2025-06-12 05:03 pm (UTC)The sex, surely.