"As you wish."

Fever opens her bag and removes the contents, placing something soft, warm, and furry on Nyx's chest.

"Mrrr."

Hello, Nyx, you are being sniffed. When you open your eyes, you will be greeted by an orange cat that looks as though every thought that passes through their skull requires loading time.

Meanwhile, Fever has set Chills back on her shoulder in their favorite perch, letting it settle down and gaze around at the seaside.