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[He sees the restlessness-- feels it, really. His stubby little eyebrows knit together, just barely visible under his tousled fringe. He quirks his mouth and releases Karamatsu's paw, and waves down the attendant. He's then allowed to take Karamatsu to a separate room-- by way of scooping him neatly up under his ribs and supporting his back feet with his other hand. He sets him down there and a door is closed, leaving them in a glass-walled room with toys and chairs that is currently empty. An adoption room, where people seek bonds with potential cats to adopt. He pats Karamatsu's hips gently at the base of his tail, and settles back into a crouch.]

I got news for you, buddy, and you're not gonna like it.