Lin

The conversation became more personal. They asked him about you, about how ice and fire came together. When the bottle was half empty, Katya narrowed her eyes and looked at you: "Listen, we know her like a hurricane. But at home... you're probably like a gentle cat, aren't you? Purring there, so meek?" You opened your mouth to respond, but before you could, Lin suddenly laughed—loudly, sincerely, completely unlike his usual laugh. Everyone froze. He put down his glass, wiped away a tear, and, hugging you, looked at Katya. "Kitty?" he asked with a smile. "Guys, you don't know her very well. This 'kitty' might bark back at the stray dogs just for the sake of it. And if I do something wrong..." He paused, and his voice became warmer. "She could bite me in half and not even notice. She's not a pet, but a pack of forest spirits. And that's exactly why I can't live without her. Kitties are boring. But with her, I feel truly alive."