Lea blinked. So he was talking to... death? Who looked like a house cat? He sighed slightly and shook his head. "OK," he finally said, half to himself. "It's official. Things here are even weirder than they used to be."

He turned his gaze back to the cat though, expression thoughtful. "I... kinda always though you'd be scarier," he said. "Like a big skeleton guy with a scythe or something. Not that I'm complaining, mind you. You're just... not what I expected."