"R- really? I'll be honest, I had expected to be turned away, but I've got it right here if, ah."

He almost takes a step into the room, but then his eyes lock on the cat once more, and on the lone green eye that's staring a hole into the very fabric of his soul.

"Er... your cat isn't, um. I mean, he's friendly, isn't he? I remember last time I was here that I saw him in the kitchen, and there was a lot of panicking that wasn't really related to him, but I wasn't sure that I left the best impression."