Russell is about fifteen hundred percent certain Reid's boyfriend is going to hate that, but he figures that's for him and Reid to work out between the two of them. As it is, all he can do is laugh, his eyebrows drawn together in an expression that's somehow both confused and amused. The idea of one of those ugly ass cats being named after him instead of being named something appropriate like Malevolent Ruler of the Undead is just about the funniest thing Russell has ever heard.

"I mean, Russell's a good name," he agrees, still grinning. "I like to think I'm a little less evil lookin' than those guys back there, but maybe I'm just completely delusional." At least he has hair and his forehead isn't all wrinkled like theirs. They have so much extra skin Russell is pretty sure they could fit a whole additional cat inside there. Which brings up an entirely new kind of disgusting image that he has to shake away.

"C'mon, man, it'll be fine," he says, even though he doesn't know that for sure. It's just that he's gotten to know Reid and while the guy is scary smart and knows way too much about way too much, he's also just about one of the nicest people Russell has ever met. Not everyone has that sort of kindness in them and if he loves the bookstore guy, Russell has to figure he's not all bad or scary, and he's probably not going to go postal at the sight of two unannounced cats. Especially not ones that are so ugly they're cute. "I mean, if you need to, you can call, but I'm sure it's not gonna be a big deal. They're just cats, right?"