"Umm, Ike? What are you doing?"
Isaac looked up at him slowly.
"Huh?"
"What are you doing?"
"Oh, umm, talking to Cuddles."
Zac gave him a weird look.
"Talking to Cuddles?"
"Yeah - you did realise the guy does have my powers."
"He does?"
"Oh, come on Zac, he is my arm."
"Whatever turns you on."
Isaac gave him a cynical look.
"He was once a part of me. He has my powers. He's a Shape Shifter. He's got Telekinesis. He has Force Fields and he's telepathic."
"Ahh, Telepathy. Of course."
"Cuddles was just telling me about his journey here."
"Telling you?"
"Well," Isaac paused, "not so much tell me. Show me. He can't actually talk."
"You've lost me."
Isaac grinned.
"Cuddles doesn't have a voice either in body or mind. He talks in pictures and movement."
Cuddles must have been getting a little bored at the lack of attention he was getting from Isaac. He therefore started walking over Isaac's lap like a cat, and climbed up Isaac's arm and eventually slid across his shoulders. Zac had to smile.
"That looks so weird."
Isaac grinned.
"He doesn't eat much either."
"Y'know, I've noticed that."
"Of course, when you think about it, he's not exactly capable of eating huh?"
"Nope. No way to get in. No way to get out."
"Oh that's just beautiful Zac."
"Thank you Ike."
"You're not at all welcome Zac."
"That's not very nice Ike."
"And let's keep it that way Zac."
"No problemo Ike."