Ganymede carefully carried the basket with him, kitten and all. Lethe had fallen asleep, and Ganymede couldn't help but sigh a little, realizing that the cat probably adored his laundry more than she adored him.
But it was unlike him not to at least try to make small talk, anyway. He smiled, and tried to say something that wouldn't come off as too awkward or overeager.
"So- are you doing well? Here, I mean. I've been a little...turned around by everything, I think." he shrugged.
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Date: 2012-10-14 03:15 am (UTC)But it was unlike him not to at least try to make small talk, anyway. He smiled, and tried to say something that wouldn't come off as too awkward or overeager.
"So- are you doing well? Here, I mean. I've been a little...turned around by everything, I think." he shrugged.