After taking the rice cake from her she started to wriggle her fingers, it means that he should give her the kitten she wants…It was pretty foolish though, but for her, Food is more important than life…
“I’ve never share my food to someone, unless they have something to do to exchange with it, but now that you ate the rice cake i gave you, you should atleast exchange it with a kitten”
As Mu takes a bite out of the little treat, he blinks at her words, though he’s hard-pressed not to laugh a bit at them as well. “Right,” he says, but with the rice in his mouth it comes out garbled and muffled. One hand holding the cake, the other gently brushes against the heads of the furballs in the box on his lap, and he looks down at them before back up at her.
“Which one do you want?” he asks, and he lifts the paw of the largest one in a little wave. Mu eats a little more of his rice cake, smiling up at her. “I can make all of them wave at you, if that makes any difference.”