[This logic makes sense to him in his head right now, and he shifts even closer—if it’s even possible—as he feels her tail ripple. Gives the part he’s touching a little squeeze, then slips it upwards to feel the tuft. He finally turns his face to look at her, eyes darkened slightly, but ever searching.]
no subject
[Shudders out a warmth breath. Shakily.]
It’s merely anticipation.
[This logic makes sense to him in his head right now, and he shifts even closer—if it’s even possible—as he feels her tail ripple. Gives the part he’s touching a little squeeze, then slips it upwards to feel the tuft. He finally turns his face to look at her, eyes darkened slightly, but ever searching.]