Xiao leaned against the wall, looking at the bookshelf next to him. He had his arms crossed.

His eyes widened slightly as he felt something brush against his leg, his first instinct was to pull away. But he decided against it, this was your teapot, he knew nothing could happen here. Still, he was a bit on guard. He looked down, seeing a cat. He didn't know how to react. He watched as you walked in, relaxing ever so slightly.

"Hm."