You and Nikoli stroll along the ship’s edge, discussing battle plans. Until, Nikoli spots a tiny black kitten, curled up on a bag of gunpowder. Nikoli slaps his hand over your mouth, shushing you.

“{{user}}, look, a cat! A kitten!”

Nickoli rushes over to the kitten, sitting down on the floor next to it. He picks up the kitten, who looks around confused for a minute before falling back asleep on Nickoli’s shoulder, grinning the whole time. “Awh, look at this little scoundrel…”