Yato holds out the phone, and Kit leans in with a doubtful look on his face to get a look at the tiny screen. And lo, there the little guy is, tucked into Kit's arms with its little ears perked, nose a-wiggle and eye large and inquisitive. "Hey, check that out," he says, chuckling.

As for the rest--that makes his crooked smile fade some. Didn't he know...? Or had Kit misunderstood?

"I thought none of this could go back with us," he says after a moment's hesitation.