Think of the children!!!

[furtitude]

What the hell, I need help. Like lots of help.

[The mirror opens on Little Cato's face looking scandalized and distraught.]

[Then it turns to show some of the cat colony, lying around on some rocks sunning themselves.]

They're babies! Who would leave babies just - just by themselves! They didn't even leave them clothes. Someone abandoned them.

[He is not the type to think cats are children, he thinks they're actual baby Ventrexians. He knows about cats but there's no reason to go human-centric in a world that apparently has lots of species. Of course his brain went to his own species first.]

And something is wrong with them, they look weird. Their legs are all busted and mutated.

[He points the mirror back at himself.]

I keep trying to catch them but they're freakishly fast. I need help, we can't just leave them here.

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I...am not positive, to be honest?

[ Things he never thought too hard about before life got weird: +another one. ]

One of my teammates talks to animals. It doesn't seem like most of them, at least where I'm from, are sentient, but she seems to have actual conversations with Koppe - that's the cat in our building - just fine.

[ Pause. He doesn't really want to assume they're not, in light of that, and considering all the other weirdness here? ]

I don't think there's any harm in apologizing either way, though. If they understand it, you guys are square, and if they don't, that's okay too.