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<div align=center>Hadrian didn't particularly want to go to bed yet, either. It was too early right now, despite the darkness that reigned outside. "You could always put pyjamas on?" He asked with a shrug, that was always far more comfortable, regardless of whether you were sleeping or not. Hadrian didn't really own many pairs of pyjamas, though, he usually tended to sleep in old shirts and underwear, or... Well. The other option was probably not very appropriate at the moment, though Ania probably wouldn't have minded all that much. He laughed at her next comment, "I suppose that's one way to live." He said with a shrug, "you be carried everywhere, like a little queen."

He supposed he was glad he was a cat person too, a little dog wouldn't be half as effective as Altair. To people that didn't know any better, the beast was terrifying, and Hadrian could make him seem that way. "I suppose he is a bit, isn't he?" He laughed, it was nice to know that despite the fact Altair was more than twice the weight of him, both Ania and he were completely safe around him, and so was everyone else provided they didn't irritate the animal. Altair was just as liable to bite as a dog was if you provoked him.</div>

<div align=center>Hadrian wasn't all that sure what movie to pick, he pushed himself up and crossed the room, rummaging around in the cupboard underneath the television. He had an awful lot of movies, though he never really watched any of them. "300?" He asked, with a laugh, "I've got The Lion King?" Altair liked that movie, it wasn't about tigers, but he tended to get awfully close to the TV every time a lion roared, ears pricked, tail twitching. Hadrian vaguely remembered her not collecting clothes either, and when he glanced back to look at her she was taking her pants off- not that he minded too much.

"Are you gonna be warm enough like that?" He asked, tilting his head to the side, his house was relatively warm, but he could always go and fetch the duvet from upstairs, which would give him a chance to change clothes, too. His pants were beginning to feel uncomfortable by now, he rather wanted to go down the same route as his girlfriend had. "Do you want me to go and get a blanket?" He asked, leaning back against the DVD cupboard and crossing his legs on the carpet. Altair raised his head a short way, as if he were going to move to steal Hadrian's previous spot, before deciding it wasn't worth the effort, and dropping his chin back to the carpet again.</div>

<div align=center>"The Lion King it is, then." Hadrian returned, with a nod. He stuck the movie in the DVD player whilst he went upstairs to fetch the blanket and get changed. He supposed he could have offered Ania the bath or the shower, a bath would have been good for her after whatever exercise she had done today. He changed into a slightly over-sized shirt and a clean pair of underwear before gathering up the cover on his bed and bringing it back downstairs. He laughed when he saw that Ania had stolen his spot, "ah you little thief." He lifted an eyebrow and sat where her legs were, picking them up so they were settled on his lap rather than the couch.

Hadie tucked the girl up in the cover again, pulling the corner of it over himself and shuffling just that little bit closer. "A cheetah?" He finally said, glancing sideways at her, "Altair might get all jealous if there was another pretty little cat in his home." He purred, pressing a small, affectionate little kiss to Ania's cheek. "Fish are cool though. You're like a tiny little mermaid." He chirped, he liked the idea of a tiny Ania-mermaid, he thought that would be cute. Not that she wasn't already adorable. </div>

<div align=center>"Yeah, but a cheetah can't breathe underwater to start with." Hadrian returned, cheetah's might have been fast, but they certainly couldn't boast the pretty set of scales that a fish could. Hadrian had always liked fish, there had been a koi pond in his garden at home, he'd always enjoyed throwing food to the fish and watching them all swim up and grab for it. "I think gills are pretty cool." He told her, hooking an arm around her shoulders when she shuffled closer. Her warmth was making him feel slow and sleepy, though it was a pleasant feeling, a comforting one. Hadrian wasn't one to actively seek comfort, but he'd gladly take it if offered to him, and he was rather good at providing it- if you were Ania, anyhow.

"Thank you for wanting to stay." He answered, tucking her in just a little closer as he spoke. "It gets awfully lonely y'know, Altair can't talk to me and he sucks at cuddling." The boy laughed softly, "he just wants to sit on you." There was obviously some complications involved in that, since despite Hadrian being as tall as he was, Altair was much heavier than him, and he'd very likely end up suffocating at the hands-- paws of him, if sat on.

"Hey, and y'know, they really do this when you aren't watching." He gave a nod toward the television, though Swahili sounded like a difficult language to learn, Hadrian got the feeling that African wasn't very easy. It was pretty to listen to though, the only language Hadrian knew was broken bits of Latin.</div>

<div align=center>Hadrian thought about that for a moment, he didn't particularly fancy being the fattest man in the world, that was a thought that was very unpleasant indeed. He thought he'd probably lose about ninety nine percent of his sex appeal if he was the fattest man in the world, "perhaps I'll give that one a miss for now." He answered softly, his words accompanied by a small, confirming little nod. He didn't really think Ania would like him as much if he was the fattest man in the world, either. His attention was pulled back to the TV around the same time Ania's was.

The question she asked was a good one, and a confusing one. He didn't really know the answer to it. "Maybe... It fell out... And we... Didn't see it?" He suggested, tilting his head to the side. He couldn't really think of any other explanation for it. He thought Simba was cute, though he thought it was a little risky to dangle your newborn child over a huge cliff. A little too Micheal Jackson-esque if you ask me. "I guess the lion is still their king." He returned with a shrug, "they respect him even though he wants to eat them... I think... Circle of Life and all that."</div>