[Canned tuna and a bite of a hamburger don't count. Just because he has the body of a cat doesn't mean he wants to eat like somebody's pet.

He spends a moment eating delicately before he answers.]

A few people. The lonely cat lady who runs the Welcome Center. Two teenagers. [His tone indicates that these people are not a problem. All they saw was a sad, wet cat.

But...]

There was a man with silver eyes and a pet rat. He seemed to think I was a fairy cat.

[His tone is both scornful and irritated. It had been a brief encounter, but the silver eyed stranger was potentially trouble.]