[There's a flash of something in his eyes - relief mixed with gratitude - before he's taking a seat and gently easing the kitten out of his belt pouch. He doesn't have very many options right now. Staying in his room makes him feel like the walls are closing in on him, he's a little too nervous to approach the healing tents just yet, the tavern is most definitely out... this is about it. And at least he's found someone his presence doesn't bother.
Purrelden wastes no time hopping down and poking at what looks to be a gopher hole. Anders, on the other hand, glances at Pel.]
Could you use a hand?
[It would be nice to not be entirely useless and hiding, but his voice still betrays his nerves.]
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Purrelden wastes no time hopping down and poking at what looks to be a gopher hole. Anders, on the other hand, glances at Pel.]
Could you use a hand?
[It would be nice to not be entirely useless and hiding, but his voice still betrays his nerves.]