#yet again--

@tcthinecwnself​ asked :  Here he is!! Here he is! Basil has slipped into her dressing room, quickly taking off his hat, attached with a fake beard to allow him to navigate through the sailor harbor. He smiles as her, cheekily, feeling like a teenager who’s snuck out for the light. He makes his way over to her, grabbing her hand with excitement. “You were wonderful, my dear! I love the new song!” (Basil @ Kitty, soft times only)

    A cooing trill leaves her mink lips as he grabs for her hand. Kitty is all too happy to see him., despite how often she tells him to stay away for his own safety. If he was caught in this part of town, he’d be gutted and sold to a very specific rat in no time. And yet.... he still shows. Just to see her. 

     ❛ Oh, stop. We both know no one is there for the singing. ❜  Kitty’s cadence asks for the opposite, encouraging his praise all the more. The dancer is also pulling him down towards her, wanting no space in between them any longer. They’re forced to keep distance most of the time. So whenever Basil was within arm’s reach, Kitty simply could not help herself. She wanted nothing but HIM. She buries her face into his shirt and coat and hums happily from her crook once she’s settled comfortably there.