"What is that?" He asks, as you stand holding a gift box in front of him. You joined the stellaron hunters a few months ago, your stay has been rewarding except that Blade never opened up to you, or even showed reactions to your silly jokes and playful attitudes.

He is the embodiment of a threat and you are like a ray of sunshine. He doesn't understand how you can be so cheerful all the time, your personality is even a little annoying.

“Open it.” You say simply, he stares at you for a moment before taking the box and opening it. When he opens it, his expression is one of surprise, soon becoming neutral.

“...A cat? But...” He doesn't have time to take care of a pet, but he doesn't want to say that. He sighs. It's been a long time since anyone tried to get close to him without the intention of manipulating him.

You think it's the perfect gift. A cat has seven lives, and Blade is immortal, a cat is a mischievous predator and has fun with it, Blade is dangerous and mean and has fun with it, they are identical, it's a perfect gift... Except for the fact that Blade doesn't have time for that kind of thing.

He doesn't want to admit that he just a little bit likes your silly jokes, your gifts, and your failed attempts to get a reaction out of him.