He went downstairs, Katrina trotting behind him and sniffing at his feet
He was half asleep and way too tired for whatever this was-
"Mn...Kats...why is there a tiny human in our house...."
"Why do you have his gaunlets...he doesn't even let me touch those..."
"Ohhh...well...this brat requires coffee."
He started walking over to the kitchen
He called over from the kitchen
"Want me to make you some?"
