Following the sight of the felines tuna covered mouth to the can that was now rolling along the counter, Bakura’s expression didn’t seem to change. His eyes shot back up to the other before he pushed himself off the door frame and walked over to this rather odd mirror. “I don’t recall inviting stray cats for dinner.”
As he was close enough, he picked up the can to look at it. It had been licked clean, not a single rest had remained inside it. The sight caused a stoic expression to appear on Bakura’s face before he smirked. “Oh well.. Did you enjoy your meal?”
"I suppose I did." Bakura jumped down from the counter, stood upright, and flicked his tail. "If you don't want strays to eat your leftovers then keep them away from the window. Though I wouldn't really call myself a stray considering I'm part human."
