Seth nods a little thoughtfully. He had realised it was different - the situation still feels a little surreal to him, but even so he feels instinctively comfortable with her, and she with him. And, well, Seth is used to feeling like what's going on is surreal. It's almost normal and expected by now, if the ways it felt surreal didn't keep changing all the time.

"Um, Sephronia," he says, suddenly remembering he should maybe introduce his too, smiling and gesturing at the smaller cat that seems to be purring now, happy to have found a play mate apparently. "She's a margay. Apparently, according to her." Seth's never been to a zoo that would have something like her - interesting, really, that he's never been to a zoo but he has been on a safari. But of course they wouldn't have margays in Uganda.