[After an awkward moment of hanging around uselessly watching her, he ends up following from a distance, just barely curious enough to see where she's going with this to hang around. His body language is tense, and his steps slow, dragging hesitantly along as if he's having to force every step.
He halts every time once she's in view again.
Cats don't come when you call them. They're cats. He's learned this.]
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He halts every time once she's in view again.
Cats don't come when you call them. They're cats. He's learned this.]