[ Lela wriggles a little until she's comfortably draped along Malcolm's arm, purring away like a frieght train, little tail flicking up at the end. That he's still standing there a few minutes later goes uncommented on, though Carolina herself is silent and watchful for that time.
Given the tone of his earlier texts, Carolina has already made an assumption on what must be causing him to be caught up in his own thoughts. When last she'd seen him, he'd been so happy, had gushed about being with York, and now something had occurred to rattle that entirely.
She clears her throat when it becomes clear that he's caught up in his own head. ]
Malcolm? [There follows a light touch at his elbow; Lela reaches a paw for the plate of goodies, but gets ignored.] C'mon. Let's sit down
Action; Day 158 - late morning
Given the tone of his earlier texts, Carolina has already made an assumption on what must be causing him to be caught up in his own thoughts. When last she'd seen him, he'd been so happy, had gushed about being with York, and now something had occurred to rattle that entirely.
She clears her throat when it becomes clear that he's caught up in his own head. ]
Malcolm? [There follows a light touch at his elbow; Lela reaches a paw for the plate of goodies, but gets ignored.] C'mon. Let's sit down