The kitten doesn't mind him asking questions if they're all going to be easy ones like that. I want to hurt you, silly! it mews, enjoying the way he slips out of reach again and again if only because it knows that there is only one way for this to end. It's so much more fun when toys fail to understand that there's no point in even trying to get away.

It hops toward him, fluffy little tail spiraling, front paws flailing like it can't decide if it's pouncing or just bouncing around for the hell of it.