Nonsense, nonsense... move in right away, soon as you like! My rats are good with other animals, have raised a litter of kittens last autumn, in fact. Made for a rather industrious batch of cats, I see them return from time to time. [Everett goes on, knowing how Hector enjoys his talk of animals. Something to sooth him further, from his distress and vulnerability of letting such affection slip.

Everett will lean to kiss the man's tears away, getting to both side with a gentle brush of his lips, before joking]

Ah... there's the salt of you, my dear.