He wasn't looking for sympathy. He didn't want it. He just......wanted to get it off his chest a bit. His awkward response was halted by the twoleg's appearance though. Good, good. As Minnie told him to hide, Dark whisked behind a hay stack, in the far corner. A bit confused by twoleg talk and Minnie's affection, he stayed still until he heard the twoleg retreat. Emerging, he mewed quickly
Thank you for warning me! Because really, he didn't want kidnapped, or taken to the cutter. @
ChillCat