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Sometimes it might be considered odd but people probably did not really pay attention to a small, tiny ball of white fluff (with a suspicious looking mohawk of viney flowers on it's head). There was a collar attached and a tag but the small cat was adept at dodging most people.

It was making it's way from the business side of town, going to a more residential neighborhood.

It's tail flicked back and forth as it sat and waited at a crosswalk patiently for it to be time to cross and then did so.

(So law abiding. For now.)

Chris was treated to a surprised hiss and the small cat fluffing up big until he realized it was just a human trying to pet him. It got him a hard-eyed bright blue stare before the pets were allowed.

Clearly a I assume you are an okay people look.

Up closer, it was obviously was some kind of viney mohawk with flowers on his head and definitely real. The collar was dark in color, a tag on it that read Hellbine and an address that was nearby in the neighborhood.

Hellbine allowed one or two pets before his tail flicked. He headbutted Chris's hand and then started to walk off again towards the address on his collar.

Hellbine gave Chris that probably mirrored one he may have gotten from Rosalinde at some point. As if he was saying 'Yes, of course, obviously'.

Luckily it was not that far to the address and soon they were coming up on a nice two story house with a covered porch and a rather impressive personal garden in the front yard. Hellbine only briefly gave thought to look over his shoulder to see the people still following him as he went up the stairs of the house.

There was a porch swing as well as a couple chairs and, in one of the places, obviously a small cat nook with a couple of kitty beds that he promptly went and sat on it. As if he was patiently waiting for someone.

There were a number of herbs, mostly for cooking, as well as a few just because they smelled nice. Someone clearly had a gardening obsession (there was a sapling that looked like it had been recently planted).

Hellbine stopped cleaning his fur when Chris started to pet him again. He gave him another look when he was talked to but instead let out a chirp of a meow and started to purr. Any doubt that he was Rosalinde's kitten faded the moment flowery vines started to show up on the pillow he was on. It tangled into what looked like moss that was already there.

It wasn't that long before the sound of a car was heard, pulling in and parking. Jeremiah was balancing a bag of groceries on nudged the car door shut with his hip and turned to walk up the pathway to his house. Which lead to pausing when he saw someone on his porch.

Chris was familiar at least, if only because he remembered him from everything that had happened. "Watts, wasn't it?" he inquired. Then because manners ... "Afternoon." He was walked up the steps to his porch and paused to notice that it was Hellbine that the young man was petting. His eyes narrowed. "You are supposed to be with Algie and Violetta, Hellbine."

The small cat just purred and then pressed briefly against Chris's hand before he was hopping down and waiting to go inside.

Jeremiah was turning the key and unlocking the front door, opening it enough that Hellbine could go instead, and then pressed it the rest of the way open so he could go in as well. His head tilted towards the door, an invitation. The older man was still dressed for work, shoulder holster and gun ... and really not all that different in attire from when Chris likely last saw him.

Less burnt though.

"You can come inside if you want, I've got to get these things into the freezer." There was ice cream that was part of dessert they would be having later. "... and, yes, he's related. Rosalinde is his mother." He would wait for Chris to make his decision to come in before he would go in himself.

Jeremiah's manners kicked as he closed the door after Chris went inside. It was an incredibly nice out, a chair and a small table immediately next to the door. The chair was covered in jackets and coats - some that were obviously not his - and the table was where he put his keys in a bowl.

"Do you need to put those somewhere cold for a bit?" he asked, eyes glancing down to what the young man had and then back to his face. Jeremiah was leading Chris through the house, down the hallway and passing the stairs to the kitchen. "He does. Two others, Violetta is his sister. Algie has her with him." There may have been a slight chuckle at hearing that it was the greatest thing he had been told.

"... ah, thanks." He blinked, not expecting the compliment on the garden. Most assumed he paid someone to deal with it. It was far from the case. "I would have to get my notebook out to tell you everything. Several herbs for cooking, a few other things for adding to tea ..." Jeremiah paused and turned to look at Chris. "At gardening?" Clarification.

"I would imagine," he snorted at the comment about the oil, but then gestured for Chris to put the milk into the fridge. His kitchen, if anything, was incredible and one could tell that he put a lot of time into it with the gadgets and appliances.

Hellbine was actually sitting expectantly on a stool that was around the center island of the kitchen. Jeremiah walked by and gave his head a scratch. "Not yet," he told the kitten.

"I'll give you a list before you leave." The detective might have already been swapping teas with Autumn. He was British, of course he had a tea problem. The silver-haired man was moving around the kitchen and getting things out that needed to be prepared for dinner.

"You'll see Violetta shortly," he added, "but I have to ask if you always follow strange cats?" There was an amused look.

"Thank you," he said, putting his milk up and trying desperately to not gawk at the kitchen. His own was behind, just the basics and a couple of very nice gifts, and this was like a dream for someone who cooked rather frequently.

"That would be lovely, thank you." Chris smiled, giving Hellbine his own pet. "I don't often, no," Chris laughed in reply. "But he looked like Rosalinde and I was curious and well. Seemed amicable enough to me petting him if I followed him long enough."

He jerked a little at the noise of a second, realizing that perhaps he was in the way. "Ah, I don't mean to take up your time if you were expecting someone else."

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