Lyra doesn't sound too happy about the change, either, making a small 'mirr' of protest as Viatorus lifts her up. Thankfully, getting to half stand on his shoulder and see everything from a new vantage point distracts her. He hums, thinking about a digital clock while he goes to root out the lint roller. For some reason he'd never thought of it. Alright, he'd never really needed to worry about time much. "I'll have to look into it."

He sets Lyra back on the ground, the cat looking somewhat stunned and lost at having no human cuddling her, and then hands the roller over to Adia. "She doesn't shed much, but it's sort of become an essential."