Da Qing makes an approving noise at that. "With a hammock, and at least three cubby holes," he specifies. "And a hammock in the garden too." Because why not dream big.

"Darn right, let's get out of here and get me a cat tree," he agrees, then huffs and butts his head into Zhao Yunlan's chin again as he remembers- "Only problem is the Nurse tracks people for-forking-ever when they go home, and yanks them right back again if she decides they're not nice and cheerful enough." He sounds angry and frustrated and worried. He's seen it happen a few times.