[...Okay, you know what, this was originally going to be just your average "oh wow look at that cat, it's a random cat just hanging out in the sun in the middle of town, cats are great" sort of encounter, but then the cat fucking talked and now this is about ten thousand times more interesting, okay.

Also there's a joke to be made about Sabrina the Teenage Witch being naturally drawn to talking cats, but you know. Someone else can make it.

Anyway.]

Oh. You talk. ...Okay.

[She doesn't crouch down, despite the urge, because those claws look pretty wicked and it's a lot harder to retreat quickly from a crouch than it is from standing upright. Knee strain, and all.]

Did you just come out of the well? I usually offer to dry people off when they get out of there.