[Another faint little sound to signal him laughing, and he scoops Morgana up into his arms again, instead. This time he stands up, pulling the hem of his shirt up over his arms as he goes. It's probably pretty silly looking, a guy with his shirt rucked up around his arms holding a cat (not a cat!!), but Akira couldn't care less.]
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How about a nice dry Inn room, hm?