[Another stubborn one. There seems to be far too many of Kratos's type wandering around this city. The shy, the aloof, the crotchety. All of them are in dire danger if they keep this up. Luckily, there is a cat present. Everyone likes cats, and surely there's no loss of pride in petting or hugging an animal.]

[Hence, Yoruichi pads casually into the shade, as if the feline owns it all. There's no hesitation, just a purring headbutt against Kratos's leg. Go on. Pet the kitty. You know you want to.]