[Mahdi is still on the nervous side of nearly babbling.] Oh, sure. But it's mostly for you. I don't actually need to eat that mu-- cat!
[His thought is interrupted mid-stream by arrival of a big orange fluff ball. Mahdi crouches to let the tabby sniff his fingers, and then scratch gently behind his ears. All nervousness suddenly forgotten, he's quite intent on the cat.]
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[His thought is interrupted mid-stream by arrival of a big orange fluff ball. Mahdi crouches to let the tabby sniff his fingers, and then scratch gently behind his ears. All nervousness suddenly forgotten, he's quite intent on the cat.]
Mrow mrow? What's your name, kitty?