"And I would be asking. Without hesistation." She moved to kiss him again, taking his hand and going over to where Sancho was continuing to meow with impressive volume.

"I'd really like that. Of course, I expect his Daddy will be coming regularly." She bent down to open up Sancho's carrier, sending an eager cat practically scrambling into her arms. She picked him up, proudly holding her in her arms. "You've grown, Sancho! Soon, I won't be able to pick you up like this anymore!" She grinned and stroked his soft fur. It was a joke of course, she could handily pick up Marcelo himself.