After Eifie left, X didn't feel too surprised that he saw someone else in the library of his dream, wandering about and glancing at the books within. And considering that it was Shadow that was browsing his books, it was even less surprising.

But then he started stroking his back.

That...was surprising.

It wasn't as though X was wary of Shadow, despite the fact that their first meeting was...well. If X was a more experienced reploid to the ways of the world, he possibly would have been screaming "I need an adult" at least several times during that conversation.

But when they'd first met, he was rather, well. He wasn't the most gentle of sorts, with the way he yanked his arm about and poked him like a science project.

Still, the touch on his back was comforting, especially considering his own physical state, and X arched his back towards it.

If this was what a cat felt when being petted, then he understood exactly why they were always mewing for backpats and belly rubs.

A mewing sort of laugh escaped the cat's throat. "Nothing seems to get past you, does it?"