Before the War

"I'm glad you're alright," he said, looking at the cats, who apparently helped her a lot. 

Good kitties…

"What about them?" he asked, gently extending his hand towards the felines on her lap. The cats, unsurprisingly, ignored him. 

He didn't mind at all though. He was used to the cats' 'kingly demeanor'. "When did you meet them?" 

Ryan actually really liked cats. He and his sister had one when they were young. Too bad it got hit by a car. They couldn't bear to get another pet after that. 

He had told this story to Gwen back when they were talking. 

At this, his mind couldn't help but go to those memories. Thinking about how he acted back then, he couldn't help but feel embarrassed. It took him quite a long time after getting her number before he actually pressed 'send'.