Yes? Yes, yes. [ He frowns, mildly confused. Humans are so endearing that he cannot help but find them to be cute. And cats are equally endearing creatures -- ah, he wonders if he could get a few to climb on his antlers, again. So a humanoid cat that breathes and smells of death and the slaughtering fields is so endearing to him that he cannot stand it. If he could, he would be flush with excitement at being close to something that could kill him so easily.

A giggle bursts out before he once more nods that he shouldn't use the word "cute" anymore. ]

But he looked so happy to play. [ His argument for anything, really. Everyone should be basing what they do on if it is fun or not fun. Why anyone would do something not based on that criteria is a real mystery to him. ]

And you have small bursts of joy rather than always happy. So why not do something fun? If I could play an instrument, I could but all I can play is the melody known as indiscriminate slaughter. [ And he starts to laugh. ]

Besides! I remember when you had that pretty young woman cut your nails after you killed her boyfriend! That made you so happy, too. Or satisfied? I enjoyed feeling those feelings and soaking in thd horror. So let's fill up your entire day with things that are satisfying! [ He lifts his cup up before lightly clicking it against Kira's. ]