[The man who seems to answer James' cry for help is a stoic and melancholic sort, his voice is tinged with a Scandinavian accent of some sort, and but for as deep as his voice may be, it is also softly spoken. He eyes James and those kittens for a few moments, as if deciding whether or not he will leave James to his would-be kitten doom...
Then he puts his knife downβhe had been cubing ham for the potato klubb he plans to makeβso that he might turn his attention more fully to the situation. He pays no mind to how his knife has suddenly shifts in its place all on its own, choosing to approach James, though he stops when one of the kittens frees itself and runs directly into his ankle.
Glancing down at it, the kitten gives a surprised little hiss, but as it looks up at Barnabas it freezesβeither from fear or uncertainty. It doesn't matter ultimately, because Barnabas reaches down and plucks the small little furry potato up, examining it with his maintained aloof expression.
Then his gaze returns to James and his predicament.]
Potluck
[The man who seems to answer James' cry for help is a stoic and melancholic sort, his voice is tinged with a Scandinavian accent of some sort, and but for as deep as his voice may be, it is also softly spoken. He eyes James and those kittens for a few moments, as if deciding whether or not he will leave James to his would-be kitten doom...
Then he puts his knife downβhe had been cubing ham for the potato klubb he plans to makeβso that he might turn his attention more fully to the situation. He pays no mind to how his knife has suddenly shifts in its place all on its own, choosing to approach James, though he stops when one of the kittens frees itself and runs directly into his ankle.
Glancing down at it, the kitten gives a surprised little hiss, but as it looks up at Barnabas it freezesβeither from fear or uncertainty. It doesn't matter ultimately, because Barnabas reaches down and plucks the small little furry potato up, examining it with his maintained aloof expression.
Then his gaze returns to James and his predicament.]
They require a pen of some sort.