Mantis Watched Kwannon With Wide, Curious Eyes, Sensing The Depth Of His Emotions. She Tilted Her Head

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Mantis quickly caught the door before it slammed shut behind her, making sure to ease it closed before tiptoeing over to him. "So, we're playing hide and seek? I love this game!" She found a spot that was out of view should anyone else open the door, hand covering her mouth to stifle her giggles. "Who's it?"

"If you're coming in here, be quiet about it. Because I'm definitely not hiding from a mandatory meeting."

Mantis tilted her head in confusion, her large eyes fixed on the floor while she processed Klara's explanation. "Ah, I see... Metaphorical expressions can be perplexing. The intricacies of Earth's languages continue to elude me," she admitted with a laugh, her expression reflecting a mix of curiosity and bemusement. "But congratulations on the revelation of your impending parenthood! I sense a complex array of emotions within you, and it's truly fascinating. If you ever need assistance, I am here to help in any way I can." Mantis extended her hand, offering a warm and reassuring smile.

Admittedly, Klara should have known that using the phrase cat's out of the bag in reference to everyone now knowing about her pregnancy would be a problem for an alien that's been on Earth for maybe three weeks. After all, there were still some phrases that frazzled her own mind. "No, no don't worry! There are no cats in bags involved!" she shook her head. "It just means that a secret's out. I'm not sure why Midgardians use that phrase but I can't really judge," she chuckled.

"Oh, come on! You have to come dance with me! Please?"

"Please be careful," Mantis pleaded. "We have no idea what threats are out there."

Mantis stepped through the door of their shared apartment, a wide grin on her face as she cradled her new feline companion in her arms. The excitement bubbled within her, eager to share the joy of her latest addition to the household with her roommate. Yet, amidst her enthusiasm, a subtle unease lingered at the periphery of her thoughts, a nagging whisper urging caution, although she wasn't sure what she should be showing caution towards or for. Brushing it aside for the moment, Mantis cuddled the cat to her face, her eagerness to reveal her new furry friend to her roommate overwhelming any sense of foreboding even as it tightened its grip on her subconscious. "Peyton!" She called out, hoping that the other wasn't still in bed. "I have someone I want you to meet!"

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"No, I am not from here either," she replied softly, her voice carrying a soft lilt. "I come from a distant planet known as Ego, and trust me when I say it's quite unlike anything you have likely seen here." She tilted her head, studying Klara with a gentle intensity. "But I find Earth fascinating. There is so much diversity, so many different beings coexisting in this vibrant tapestry of life." A gentle smile graced her lips as she spoke, her demeanor serene yet filled with an unspoken wonder. "And even with all there is to experience here, I can't seem to pull myself away from this thing." She gestured to her phone as she spoke, swiping up to the next video.

Growing up on Asgard for her entire life, Klara understood the excitement over Midgardian technology all too well. She'd only been living on Earth for three years and there were still so many things she had to explore. "Oh that is very cute," she agreed with a bright smile. "I take it you're also not from here?" Klara asked after a few moments.

She wasn't good, but she did her best to put on a smile and nod at the question. "Oh, yeah, I'm fine," Mantis said, tucking her hair behind her ear. "I've just been on edge since the whole thing at the gala. I'm worried whoever did it is still out there, and since we don't know who they are...." she trailed off with a slight sigh. "It's just nerve wracking."

"Uh." Johnny stopped at the door and looked at her. And then he looked out into the hall. "I was just going out for coffee..." Johnny turned back at her. "You good?"

Thankfully, in her experience at least, men had been an upstanding sort, though most of her human interaction up until this point had been with the Avengers and a few SHIELD agents here and there. She'd been venturing out into the human world more and more as of late however, which opened her up to a whole new world of human interaction. "Sadly, they're located right in front of my favorite donut shop, so I'll have to go without those while they're working. Oh! We should go find a new donut spot to go to!"

"Oh. Yeah." Peyton set Leia down beside her brother when she started squirming and walked over to her roommate, cat leashes that both cats were ignoring still in hand. "It's 'cause men are assholes." She knelt down to their level and made a face when Luke started resisting the leash again. Letting out a breath, Peyton looked up at Mantis, clarifying before she could question her on the asshole comment, "They're gross. Have no moral center. No decency. Most of them anyway."

Mantis could hardly contain the squeal that escaped her as she sank to the ground, allowing the puppies to run up and jump all over her. "They're so fuzzy!" she giggled, the warm glow from her antennae an evident sign of her excitement. Her hands found a spot behind Luna's ear, the dog leaned into her palm as Mantis gave her a light scratch. "Oh, they're so sweet... Careful, I might steal them from you." She paused, tossing Johnny a playful smirk. "Actually, I think they're telling me they want to come with me."

"Yesss," he smirked and reached over to take her hand, tugging her out to lead her to the next room. Both puppies were making themselves comfortable in the common area of the Tower. "The white one is Luna and the black one is Noelle," Johnny said, as they walked in. He dropped her hand so she could go over to them. "Noelle's only a few months old. Her sister's a little older, but not much."