Samemaru picked up the navy thread and compared it with the kitty. After a moment, he nodded and smiled. "Mmhm, you're right! The cat seems happier with matching stitches too," he said, setting the arm the down and threading the needle.

After a few tries, he got the thread in, and he carefully began to sew back the doll together. He wasn't quick with it, but he wasn't terrible enough to poke himself with a needle everytime. Housework was something he learned while staying at the dorm from the dorm mother. His face softened with recollection as he remembered the days where the two had sat together to patch back ripped uniforms and such.