[ Slowly, Little John gets up to her paws and stretches out, making the telltale cat activation noise before she comes over to investigate their new arrival personally. Leo is happy to remain where he is, although he does roll over onto his back. His notebook is held to his chest with one hand, as he goes to put the pen he was scribbling with behind his ear. ]

Probably! [ chirped ] But you can never control when inspiration strikes, you know! And I already got one set of clothes dirty - I can't get this one all messed up, too.

[ Her grump doesn't phase him, considering he deals with a unitmate with much the same temperament all the time. ]