[ Cehd'ra's smile is quick, easy, and bright. ]

A friend, is it? Good! Good...he needs friends. A shame it doesn't change how little he likes t'tell folk things, though.

[ No matter how close he is to them. Cehd'ra can only offer an apologetic shrug before melting into a more deeply pleased blush. Out of view of the camera his tail gives a happy flick. ]

'Smitten', was he? 'Suppose knowing what I do now, it's confirmed: th'man has fine tastes.

[ His eyebrows and ears both give Cardan a flirty wiggle. ]