“Which is fine. Cats are nice and there’s too many left on their own. Sure they’re independent but they still need to be cared fer.” Jin paused, his head then tilted as he gazed at the other’s face. “If ya need anythin’ fer carin’ to the animals, I can get it fer you,” he offered in a quite voice.
The headmaster was...supporting his actions? This wasn’t to stop him or anything? Today’s office visit had gotten him out of class for a brief moment and was only turning in his favor. Gundam was liking it, and the shy smile on his face showed it enough, if the man across the desk looked closely at him.
“Is that so...? Hmmm...I already have plenty of food but...even just a few food bowls would go a long way. They all fight over the tin can. They could cut their tongues on the rim if they aren’t careful.”
