I arrived at Seva's house and there was a big box sitting on his bed.
"What's that, Seva?" I asked. "A robot?" (He wants to be a robotic engineer)
"Kitten house!" he announced proudly.
I looked inside, and sure enough...
Marcelle poked her head out to see what was disturbing her slumber.
And Seva checked up on her periodically...
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