Veris is promptly ignored as the realisation of the impact of Vixen's request sinks in. Where her thoughts to be processed into English it would surely sound something akin to:
Omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg.
However, Evangeline quickly discards the consideration of voicing such a ridiculous line and instead reaches out her arms and accepts the tiny bundle from its' mother's embrace.
She returns the kitten, as yet undisturbed, to her own bosom and gently, calmly supports it with her folded arms.
Evangeline notices an ever-so-slight vibration through her clothes accompanied with a soft, muffled purr as the kitten shuffles itself around in her arms.
She cannot help but smile like an idiot, exactly the same as when she's holding her own child.
It's... truly amazing how holding a child like this can soften even the hardest of minds to nothing more than a maternal mush.
Aaaaand I think Bret has something he wants to say, too.
Evangeline cocks her head in the direction of the kitten's father and smiles broadly.
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