On days where the sun shines unabashedly through my meager windows if I have time I will sit on the cold black tiles of my room floor and bask in the sunlight that literally turns everything golden and feel like Kushy or Khesa stretched out somewhere on the garden benches and smile to myself and treat myself to yogurt dipped scones because I can't decide if I would like yogurt or scones more and they taste good together anyway and try to read my book while eating and then drop scone crumbs all over the pages and get flustered but then Khesa will saunter over in the adorably awkward way he does and eat up the crumbled bits of scone that I have brushed off onto the tabletop which makes me wonder if there is anything he will not eat.

He once ate an avocado seed.