Living Circle. He's never heard of it, but it sounds...nice. As much as one can derive niceness from two words. Interested, he watches her chastise the kitten, and smiles adoringly when it curls up in her lap.

He looks over at the little tree - it doesn't really look quite like anything he's seen before, and shakkan is not a familiar name - but the way she talks about it, it sounds as though it...behaves like a normal tree? Other than having kittens as fruit(???). "Were there a...was it a..."

Okay, he's sorry, but he can't help but grin about how silly this all is. "A...good crop?" Realizing that he might still be bothering her a bit, he tries to look very polite and adds, "may I join you?"