He chuckles darkly. "Being part of a war doesn't exactly enforce longevity." He strokes a hand down the kitten's back...
"I'm a doctor, an army surgeon with the four oh seven seven mash unit. I was pulled from my post to serve on the front line...

...the last thing I remember is falling asleep to the sound of shell fire."

He smiles over at her. "But you don't want to listen to me ramble on, tell me something about you. Were you always so beautiful?"