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Mercy smiled down at Arthur, moving one hand to just stroke down his back as the other continued to rub behind his ears. He was such a precious kitty. Completely different from Ballard, the hairless and boisterous cat that had awakened her. She would admit she had a soft spot for both of them, in their own ways.

She'd never be able to pick a favorite cat, she was sure.

"He does come from another world... Well two... actually... His people shared their planet with another race before they decided that it would be a better idea to not be neighbors... so they made their own and traveled the galaxy..." She said.

"I think you're a... purrfectly... fine Mauvian Arthur." She said before she lowered her head to plant a soft kiss to the top of his head. "You've always been helpful to Phact and I, I know we'd never complain."

"That is the unfortunate thing about unicorns, never around when you actually need them." Mercy said with a small smile. "Remind me to make you sit with me through one of my favorite movies and you'll see what I mean." She reached out her other hand and placed it lightly over Arthur's paw.

"It is very noble of you to want to help us get stronger, Arthur, and I appreciate that. I want to help you too. So you tell me what I need to do and I'll do it. Even if it's just dragging you out on patrols with me, or whatever else you may think will help."

She decided to ignore his first comment because frankly it wasn't like she was kissing anyone even remotely close to her age right then and the only person who might have been on that list seemed fairly ambivalent about her as it was.

"Oh Arthur, don't ever worry about talking about you," Mercy said softly, moving a hand to scratch him gently behind his ears. "I always like hearing about how things are going with you."

She did however, file the rest of the conversation away fro later. She was sure she could drag Arthur out on one of her patrols and help him with target practice. It really was the least she could do. She could probably even give him a few of her spare devices that floated around in her room she hadn't touched for months.

His request at how she was doing, and if she had anything she wanted to talk about she huffed and crossed her arms under her chest with a grunt.

"I'm not sure how well you know human males, Arthur... But I have this one boy that I think I kinda like... and I'm not... entirely sure he even thinks of me in that context."

"We... uhm... ran into each other at the end of May..." Mercy said as her cheeks began to flush. "And by that I mean... we literally ran into each other... I had a decent bump on the back of my head for a few days, it hurt like all get out... I almost smacked him because he got a bit of a feel when he fell on me... But not really his fault. He ended up smacking his head pretty bad too on a display window and then we went to the food court so I could be sure he was okay and then I asked if we could hang out more and he bolted..." She added with a huff.

"The next time we met was near the middle of June, I was picking up a present for my brother and I ran into him again at a hobby store... Again... we actually smacked into each other. No actual damage this time thankfully... He bought me a couple of comics..." She motioned her head to the two of them on her nearby desk with her head. "And then we went and had something to drink and I finally got his number... I've been texting him for reading suggestions and uhm... gaming suggestions... he likes to game and I was thinking of getting into the hobby now..."

She looked down at her lap. "But like... I dunno... he's really hard to read and I can't tell if he likes me."

Mercy shook her head slowly. "We don't, or rather, we haven't really had a chance? He seems really busy and I'm afraid of coming on too strong." She said, her cheeks starting to puff out in frustration.

"He's not very talkative about himself, so it's mostly just been about games and comics and stuff..." She said with a face. "I think he does model building, apparently he was there at the hobby store to get a model kit but they were sold out."

Mercy drooped her head. "Why do boys have to be so complicated Arthur?"

Mercy blinked, she felt like that had an almost duplicitous ring to it, but at the same time, was there not a saying 'all is fair in love and war?' The irony that she just happened to be dealing with both (though not mutually, which was a relief,) gave her a bit of a giggle. Turning her attention fully to Arthur as he moved she reached out to scratch his chin.

"I'm not even sure if he got the model yet, he said the store would call him soon as they got another one in, and I'm sure it's not that rare." She said, her cheeks puffing up a bit as she thought about things. "To be honest I'm not even sure what one he was looking for... Unless it was the one I was getting for my brother! It was the last one in the store..."

Okay, she... might have felt kinda bad now given how much Nick had given her on top of letting her walk out of the store with the model... IF, big if, it was the one he had been waiting for.

Reaching out to pet Arthur behind the ears, Mercy got up only long enough to get her phone. Coming back she pulled up the chain of messages and started to write out the text.

Hey, uhm, If you're free sometime this week want to hang out or something? I know a place with decent wifi?

Turning the phone to Arthur she winced a bit. "Is that good or?"

She had no idea what she was doing.

Mercy smiled at him and as he spoke about needing to trap Nick she bit her bottom lip. "I don't... know if he's one of us, Arthur, I don't think it'd be a good idea to suddenly drop a talking cat into his lap..." She said, looking at the text and worrying her bottom lip even more with her teeth.

"That is really cool though! That would be super useful to get texts to my phone from you. I think the earpiece is maybe overdoing it a little." She said with a small grin, and then reached out and scratched under Arthur's chin with her free hand.

"Any other ideas though? I'm open to almost anything at this point..."

She couldn't fault him for his enthusiasm.

"It's okay, Arthur, sometimes I wonder if everyone I meet is one of us..." Mercy said with a soft sigh and a pinch of the bridge of her nose. "Or you know, the other side... Some nights when I patrol it feels like I could throw a stick and hit one of us."

Mercy was still not sure what that saying even meant, but her mother tended to use it quite a bit, so she supposed it was some kind of anachronism. Regardless that wasn't the task at hand!

"Uhm, the model I got for my brother at the store was a Star Wars model... a replica of the new X-Wings from the new movie." She said looking at Arthur. "I'm not sure if we'll find any of that in town that I know of."

"He likes to game a lot? Maybe we try to get him to come to a gaming tournament?" She asked, unsure how she'd even find out if there were any being held in DC this time of year... or ever.