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Deme watched Saxton with a fond smile as the cat trotted around them, Mr. Jenkins, the stuffed mouse, securely in his mouth. The little creature was clearly on a mission, determined to find the perfect spot to settle in for the night. [Look at him, so focused, Deme remarked with a chuckle, his eyes following the cat's determined movements. Saxton suddenly taking Deme’s focus away from anything else that Mal had said, which wasn’t altogether unusual.

As they continued down the hall, Deme let out a contented sigh. It’s the simple things, really, isn’t it? Watching Saxton make his rounds, ensuring everything is just right before he settles in. It’s like he’s got his own little world of order amidst all the chaos we deal with.

He glanced at Mal, his expression softening for a moment. You know, Mal, sometimes I think we could learn a thing or two from him. The way he goes about his evening routine without a care in the world, completely absorbed in the task at hand. There’s a certain peace in that, don’t you think?

As they neared the receiving hall, Deme’s mood seemed to lift further. The thought of the evening ahead—music, laughter, perhaps a bit of mischief—was exactly what he needed to unwind after the stress of the day. But of course, he added with a sly grin, we’ve got our own ways of finding peace, don’t we? And tonight, I have a feeling it’s going to be one of those nights we’ll remember.

Deme paused, watching as Saxton finally found a cozy corner, the little cat circling once before curling up with his mouse. "There we go," he said with satisfaction, turning back to Mal. Saxton’s all set. Now, let’s see what the rest of the evening has in store for us, shall we? His eyes sparkled with anticipation, eager to dive into whatever the night would bring.

@Malachai Valentius