Exhibiting true Ragdoll laziness, Helios sniffed in Diesel’s direction once, blue eyes wide and curious, before hopping up onto the empty couch and perching on the arm with lordly disdain. Summer glanced between the two, mouth crimping on an amused smile she tried to hide, before looking up (way up) at Ace. “That’s Helios. I’m pretty sure your little pup is safe, he’s very laidback. I’m Summer.”`
“It’s not… Helios I’m worried about.” Ace said, eyeing the cat with a type of guarded amusement.
He plucked little Diesel up just as he bared his little teeth, giving a playful bark which signaled he was fixing to jump up and nip at the poor kitty’s tail.
“It’s this little guy,” the lad started, balancing the puppy against his hip, “That I’m worried about. Rambunctious, very.”
When he realized he sounded a bit too… warm, he stiffened, staring down at her with his expression stoic.
“Ace.”
Helios flattened his little dark ears, but otherwise didn’t appear to be too concerned about the puppy. Summer chuckled. “Hi, Ace. I guess your a/c isn’t getting on well with this heat either?” She lowered her gaze to Diesel and gave that particular type of smile people often give to cute animals. “You should probably let them sniff each other. I, um, I was thinking I’d probably leave my door open during the day until it cools down some. Helios and I don’t live a very, um, exuberant lifestyle? But if it’s a problem let me know.”