Frida let out a little chuckle, "It makes sense." She said quietly and kissed Mal's too-red cheek. 'Deer are cute. With those big eyes and their long eyelashes...but sometimes their eyes didn't blink in sync, which makes them fun to watch.' Frida fought back another laugh and smiled, "Such a sweet comparison."

Frida nodded. Surely, allowing her cat to sleep over her neck wasn't that strange? She looked down at the sleeping feline cradled in her left arm. His tummy was facing the ceiling, and his tongue was still out a little bit, while his front paws were slightly up in the air. If Frida placed him to hang on a door or something with his front feet, it probably would have worked.
'My poor little buddy.' Frida thought and blinked a few times while watching Bogey sleep soundly. He'd slept in her bed since the first day she'd found him. It was going to be a difficult adjustment.
"'Kay." Frida replied with a nod and followed Malachi. She was careful not to jostle Bogey around too much on the way up the stairs.