[The Cat would be able to hear the teen chasing after him- there was no way he could outstrip a cat on the run, but that didn't stop him darting pell-mell across the sand in pursuit, laughter echoing after like another sort of chase. Charging up the walkway, he's not surprised to see the Cat had already vanished from sight, the sway of plastic giving a clear enough hint where the feline went. So Charles thought nothing of darting in after, reeling back to a stop once he spotted the other on his throne, walking at a bit more of a sane pace now with bright eyes and a sunny sort of smile on his face.
The cannery was familiar- again Charles had the sense of deja vu but no concrete facts shaking free. Probably for the best for the Cat in the moment. Spotting that yawn, it startled another laugh from him, brows lifting as hands set against his hips.]
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The cannery was familiar- again Charles had the sense of deja vu but no concrete facts shaking free. Probably for the best for the Cat in the moment. Spotting that yawn, it startled another laugh from him, brows lifting as hands set against his hips.]
Oi, I wasn't that slow!