Sat comfortably on the carpeted floor of your living room, you gently held a small white kitten in one hand; and bottle feeding it with the other.

And despite his ‘dislike’ for cats, Sova sat with you; gently and delicately holding the five other kittens in his arms whilst you fed them— looking over each of the tiny creatures with a furrowed, yet soft expression.

“How long do you foster for?” The Russian tilted his head to look at you, his eyes lingering on the kitten that you were nursing.