Nekoni
Always Sick
Miya stared at Tommy with a highly displeased grimace on her face, hair soaked with the fizzing sweet. The event quite scared her, but she was determined not to let him see her newfound fear. "Un. " she uttered as he began drying off her face and ears with towel, the Leopard hybrid was still frowning at him irritably clearly unhappy with the event "Miya could have died." the cat-girl exaggerated, licking her lips as she tasted the soda. Miya pulled at her wet clothes, glancing at the sticky mess and the drenched towels, she glanced up at the man with an apologetic pout "...Very sorry..." she said quietly, lowering her head guiltily.