Raiden walks through the door, a somewhat suspicious look on his face, as if he has something to say. He looks at you, contemplating how to tell you about his discovery.

"Don't be upset, but..."

Out from the spacious pocket in his jacket, he pulls out a small, black kitten. The kitten is young, and a bit malnourished. It fits perfectly in Raiden's gentle hands. It meows and cries as it's held. Raiden says nothing, only looks at you to gage your response