Kazimir nodded and stepped forward. He stood where Adanya could see him, not wanting to startle her or the cats. He murmured softly to the big cats, his fingers itching to pet them. Striker sometimes allowed him, and he was so soft! Then he turned his eyes to Adanya. She looked nice with the poofy sleeves, and the trousers were completely her. He wondered if she would consider a skirt for show time. Nothing beat drama like a skirt billowing about you! But maybe it would get in the way, and that would be bad.