Meanwhile, Rizu is in her room, after seeing the news about Kituis, she looks at Milo sleeping in her arms, gently petting him, not letting him see the tv. She lightly cries, as she thinks of all the children, all the kitians, everyone who was visiting, all of it, gone. Who did it? Why did they do it? How did th-
Milo yawns awake, nuzzling her hand
Milo: wizu...
Rizu: i'm here Milo...
Milo (who's making a -w- face) seems content laying in her lap, lightly purring. Rizu brushes his head, as all of her bad thoughts melt away as his purrs calm her