[Clumbsyness wasn't much of a thing were she was from. At least not the military part. Connie and Sasha had been considered clumsy to some degree but compared to a civilian they'd been coordinated. Even as trainees. That was just how it was.

So for a moment, Mikasa just tried to mentally picture it. A younger Styx being clumsy. Did he have the piercings then or?? Though the mention of teleporting cats makes the fae stare again. Because she'd heard that before, seen them.]

Is he one of those cats that they wanted help looking after a few months ago? [She remembered them. Partly because one teleported into the fucking food bag. It was adorable but not fun to clean. But then after a moment, she took a tiny step closer, then crouched so she could reach Tater who was waddling around. Circling the human and fae and running back and forth.] ...He must like you. You can't make an animal that can do that stay.

[She trying]