“Even if she’s Noctus’s first pet, and is particularly well mannered for a cat—which even I have to admit—it seems unfair that she gets gifts!” Aristide released Ker and went back to tapping his cane on the ground in front of him, listening to the noises it made. “I’ve been your friend for centuries, and I’ve never gotten a gift.” “You also don’t purr for people,” Ker said. “That’s a pretty charming trait.” “I could purr,” Aristide sniffed. “I’m sure I’d be great at it.”
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