[The claws stay out, but Mogget doesn't move a muscle, nor does he open his other eye; he just, you know, continues lying there like the lazy creature he is, enjoying that nice, warm sunlight.]

I do talk, and I did indeed come from the well. Two stunning observations.

[And he... yawns, because he's rude and hateful and Summer deserves a cooler cat friend.]

At least your "usual" offer is sensible. Did you bring a towel?