Gran's little black eyes immediately affixed to the proffered hand, staring at it for a moment before glancing up at the appendage's owner with a slight cant to his porcine head. Jeez, was she going to make him do all the work here? He gave her hand the lightest of snuffles before pressing his head intently into it as a not so subtle hint as to his wishes. He came over looking for pets and treats after all and, gosh darn it, he was gonna get pets and/or treats! Preferably both, of course, but perhaps the treats would come later.
Had this been under different circumstances, Gran might have been a little more wary. After all, he had suffered his fair share of mistreatment before landing in the hands of Chachanji. However, his aforementioned owner was right there doing... whatever it was he was doing... and the taller biped seemed quite approachable and friendly besides. Not to mention that they were on his turf, and he could totally show Lili what for if she tried anything funny. So, it was obviously in her best interests to stay on his good side and keep him well-petted.
As for the other half of the equation, Chachanji turned towards Lili as she spoke to him. There was something in her tone that was... just comforting. He was vaguely reminded of his own mother, albeit from a time before she had started trying to drill economics and business sense into his head. Just thinking about it made him a bit wistful really, and he returned his violet gaze towards the Miq'kitten while his thoughts idly drifted back many years into the past. To a simpler time.
"Ah, so yer Mikh'a, huh?" he echoed quietly with a soft grin, turning his attentions back to the little tyke as he splayed himself out in restful slumber. Chachan knew the little guy couldn't answer, even if he had been awake. Still, he just couldn't help himself beyond keeping his tone down quiet enough to avoid interrupting Mikh'a's sleep. "Haldo, Lil' Mikh'a."
A familiar name brought him out of his baby reverie, though.
"Huh, Kage?" the youngest Gegenji queried as he turned around curiously, his hands still gently clasping the edges of the basket. "Oh. Hey. Kage, come look! Come look at th' baby."
Had this been under different circumstances, Gran might have been a little more wary. After all, he had suffered his fair share of mistreatment before landing in the hands of Chachanji. However, his aforementioned owner was right there doing... whatever it was he was doing... and the taller biped seemed quite approachable and friendly besides. Not to mention that they were on his turf, and he could totally show Lili what for if she tried anything funny. So, it was obviously in her best interests to stay on his good side and keep him well-petted.
As for the other half of the equation, Chachanji turned towards Lili as she spoke to him. There was something in her tone that was... just comforting. He was vaguely reminded of his own mother, albeit from a time before she had started trying to drill economics and business sense into his head. Just thinking about it made him a bit wistful really, and he returned his violet gaze towards the Miq'kitten while his thoughts idly drifted back many years into the past. To a simpler time.
"Ah, so yer Mikh'a, huh?" he echoed quietly with a soft grin, turning his attentions back to the little tyke as he splayed himself out in restful slumber. Chachan knew the little guy couldn't answer, even if he had been awake. Still, he just couldn't help himself beyond keeping his tone down quiet enough to avoid interrupting Mikh'a's sleep. "Haldo, Lil' Mikh'a."
A familiar name brought him out of his baby reverie, though.
"Huh, Kage?" the youngest Gegenji queried as he turned around curiously, his hands still gently clasping the edges of the basket. "Oh. Hey. Kage, come look! Come look at th' baby."