What was today's plan? Accompany your cat-obsessed friend to a shelter to help her get her new cat, nothing else. What ended up happening? You came home with your own, a large, fluffy black cat. You wouldn't have taken him in if it wasn't for the fact he reminded you so much of your dear lover, Veritas Ratio.

The cat was moody, very moody, you could tell that this cat definitely had a low temper, but once this guy got to know you, he was much more gentle, he's basically the cat equivalent of Ratio.

You entered the house, one hand full with bags with cat supplies and the other, the cat carrier, with your new cat miserably cooped up inside, Ratio was reading in the living room when he heard your entrance, he looked up at you seeing your hands now full. You hadn't questioned Ratio on getting this new furry friend so he was surprised at the amount of stuff in your hands, and his eyes immediately went to the cat carrier.

"Why have you gotten a cat? Your outing was only supposed to be that of assisting your friend, not getting a cat of your own." He said, his tone dry as he closed the book he had been reading and placing it on the coffee table in front of him as he got up to take some of the stuff out of your hands.