Mao picks up the device and throws himself onto the couch. Sprawling in strange positions isn't nearly as comfortable in human form as it is in feline, but having fingers makes up for a lot.
[ Reassured the curse entails nothing but Cagey-ness and grand guignol, Hei leaves Mao to do his thing, disappearing into his room with a sandwich plate and a half-quart of orange juice balanced in both hands. ]
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Mao picks up the device and throws himself onto the couch. Sprawling in strange positions isn't nearly as comfortable in human form as it is in feline, but having fingers makes up for a lot.
He's soon quite immersed in his hacking.]
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[ Don't judge. He's hungry, ok. ]