[Stare. Equius is staring so hard, a look of disblief and disdain on his face. And trying to subtly inch away. What is this... thing that is talking to him?]
[Oh wait, he's talking about Nepeta. This is his not-interested face]
Does she wear a green trench coat and speak entirely in cat puns?
['Ceps? Oh, biceps. Yes, they are very nice, aren't they? Of course they are.]
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[Oh wait, he's talking about Nepeta. This is his not-interested face]
Does she wear a green trench coat and speak entirely in cat puns?
['Ceps? Oh, biceps. Yes, they are very nice, aren't they? Of course they are.]