[Giving a light ruff of agreement, Cinna finishes his breakfast... lunch... whatever this is. Gingerly stepping on the edge of the plate, he's able to grab it with his teeth, and holding it out to Angela his eyes dart towards the sink twice, a silent request to help him keep the kitchen clean.
He's really feeling the lack of height and, you know, hands.]
[ooc: Actually, Cinna considers it the second, so... it's all good?]
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Date: 2011-02-21 09:10 pm (UTC)He's really feeling the lack of height and, you know, hands.]
[ooc: Actually, Cinna considers it the second, so... it's all good?]