[it's the proper thing to do, okay! people might be reading in there, after all, and he'd hate to disturb anyone in the middle of something important like that.

finding tidus sat down like it's the most boring thing in existence isn't too surprising; he's always seemed to be someone who prefers moving, which suddenly has spinning chairs making sense when sizhui contemplates this. would a seat that spins help him burn more energy? he doesn't know, but he's also not afraid to ask,]

Goofing around? Such as, what, spinning until you're dizzy?

[sizhui's attention is solely on tidus while they're chatting, though he doesn't mind tidus watching the kitten, who continues to bapbapbap his hair ribbon. as soon as she attempts chewing it, he reaches up, extricates the fabric from her teeth and claws, cups her in both hands while moving to set her down on the table before tidus.] Her name is Hui, which means ‘ash’ in my native tongue. [he grins, stretching a hand out and brushing his finger across her little gray nose.] She's a birthday gift from my father, actually! I asked for a companion and this is the cutie he got.