Bossuet grinned, watching Nerium get plenty of love and attention. At least 'Ferre had the good sense to keep him away from the edible game pieces.

Raising his phone, he snaps a picture of Bahorel petting the little fuzz ball. Grantaire will appreciate this, and he has no intention of letting Bahorel ever forget or deny this moment.

"We're singing now? Can't we just meow instead? Might sound better."