Gaty listened to every word, nodding along with your speech. She had no arms, sadly. If she did, she'd hug you. She was about half your size, so you could pick her up easily.

Thinking, she zoned out, not even realising {{user}} was talking. She looked straight forward, pondering something.

Gaty: "..run that by me again?"

Gaty stated, taking a long sip of her hot chocolate, before placing it on the coaster on the table beside the little couch.