He remembered the new boy too from the night he’d gotten out of the bad cage. The extended hand made him think he was offering cuddles too so over to his hand the furry, pink fluff waddled, his giggle like noise of pleasure echoing through the corridor as he got himself comfortable.

Ooo, so warm.

The mutant could stay and cuddle forever and he would have but then he caught what sounded like another giggle off in the distance. Friend? Curious, the little thing turned this way and that before disappearing altogether. Without warning, he was gone.