“This thing is a fucking cat, dude,” he told the other man, rubbing Lulu behind the ear, so naturally Amara wondered if he’d ever had pets before. “She’s a cute little thing.” “Can we get one, caveman?” Morana blinked up at him, putting a hand on his arm. “We’ll adopt a stray.” Tristan sighed, sending a glare at Amara, and she burst out laughing.
