Squeezing into the train designed for a being half as wide as Shineko was an endevour, but eventually they managed it, and he sat patiently, waiting for the machine to finish it's duties. There was a smell of a cat in here. Or...someone who thought themselves a cat, it made a difference after all...But still, he could not understand that, and simply waited.
Squeezing out after it came to an end, he would nod to the Lady and take a seat once again. "Greetings, lady Fifth" the cat rumbled. "I come, worried. Raimaa has been silent for many months now, and yet she is not dead. As any who knows that woman, she does not do quiet. And so I find myself deeply worried that something gravely amiss has happened to her. Cats look after their own, and so I came here to get to the bottom of this"
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