Seeing one of those candidates his own age cooing over the puppies and kittens the way he had been a little while ago didn't help him feel all that separate. He was carrying his own new pets-neither of them able to be led around on a leash under the best of circumstances, let alone an area as crowded as a gather. He heard her conversation with the merchant, and grinned at the knowledge that he wasn't the only crazy person buying two new babies on the same day. Although, apparently he was still crazier than she was if one was a gift for her brother.
As she started away, he moved to catch up to her, jostling the little ginger kitten who let out a plaintive mew from the large sling-like pouch he was tucked into. P'list had worn a sling like a baby carrier while his starlizard was growing, to keep her near him while it was light out, and he'd had the presence of mind to bring it today since he wanted a pet, and with both babies so tiny, they still easily fit inside. He kept one arm outside the sling, cradling it like a baby to provide support, while the kitten and furflit kit curled up together. The yellow fluffball poked his head out of the moving sling, his milky eyes wide open and unfocused as he mewed again, louder, just before P'list caught up with the girl.
"Hello," he said, cheerfully, to the candidate, though he was closer to making eye contact with the puppy than with her. "I'm P'list, Elahrairath's rider," and he dragged his eyes up to the girl's face and away from her cute pets. It wasn't easy. "I think I heard you say this little guy was a gift for your brother? Do you need help surprising him?" Since she'd said her brother was a rider, she had probably planned to ride back to the Weyr with him, and wouldn't be able to hide the puppy if that was her goal. If P'list helped, he could play with the puppy for a few minutes, and help a pretty girl. He couldn't see a downside at all.