James Ortiz
James was slightly shaken up as he glanced back at the house. He kept mumbling sorry, even though he knew that Leila would never be able to hear it from so far away. He forgot what it was like to be in his hateful mood. It happened so rarely because he never had anyone over. The ones who were over were assassins and it wasn't like they had time to talk to tick him off. He regretted bringing her home. He didn't regret buying her though, but he knew he should have taken her somewhere else.
Luscious mewed at Leila as he watched her slump to the ground. He understood that she wasn't happy and he wanted to make her happy. He gently pawed at her arm and burrowed his head underneath her hand. He licked her and continued to mew to get her attention.