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[Alexandra Lawson]

"Surrogate." Alex repeated the word and issued a low giggle at it. It just sounded so cold and professional, in a way. That they were discussing her being able to partake in the familiar and comforting action of petting a cat made it seem all the more amusing. Still, though, she nodded faintly, easily catching onto the hint and giving Humphries a nice scratch under his chin. A small smile settled upon her face as she watched the feline. That Humphries would operate as a stand in was met with stifled enthusiasm as she struggled to contain her excitement over what, exactly, that would mean.

"You asked for it." She warned playfully. "Expect to get this every time I see you from now on. I may not be able to resist even if you're on the job." As light as her tone was she couldn't guarantee the words spoken weren't wholly accurate. Once the floodgates of being able to give attention to a soft, furry animal were opened she would take no responsibility for her actions. "And..." She paused a moment, unsure if she wished to take the conversation a step further. "If you ever get, I don't know, lonely or anything, I'm always up for company." The moment the words came awkwardly from her mouth Alex was awash in a surge of embarrassment. "Again. A lot less creepy in my head."

[Humphries]

Humphries flicked his tail bemusedly as the girl repeated herself. Yes, it was somewhat odd. Though again, it was hardly the first time that Humphries had to endure such treatment, and he doubted it would be the last. It was, if anything, one of the perks of his particular choice of form. So yes, he most certainly "asked for it" and even bobbed his head a few times.

He had to twist, backing up slightly to get the room to wiggle and meow out a proper response: being controlled. must behave properly, after all. He did have to set a certain standard. He couldn't be seen to be too friendly with a student, even if she did happen to be over the age of consent (which Humphries doubted, given her rather cherubic countenance and all).

Humphries nodded, turning to look her in the eye. He flicked his tail, sending out another message: I may be taking you up on the offering. much stress. Humphries had to let out a meow before turning back. He did have one last fish to eat, after all.