So, how many cats DO you have?
Killer paused, staring down at the paper and pencil in hand as he thought about the question.
"Hm,” he lifted his head up, gaze unfocused as he was lost in his thoughts, for a little while. Silence. The cold breeze brushed against his bones in spite of the window being closed.
“Three,” was his answer. “Well— the ones that are still alive, at least. Though you won't be seeing them anytime soon.” His gaze returned to the drawing on the ground. “They're in... A much safer place now, where no one can hurt them.”








