(Very much so! I'm envious. I love languages, but I'm not great at them.)

Cait Sith smiled up at him. "I don't eat that kind of food, meow. But pets are always welcome..."

Najaran's smile faded a little bit. "I feel guilty," she admitted. "But it's too dangerous for me to feed Cait Sith..." she fiddled with the crust of her sandwich.