"Oh." At least she hadn't assumed anything---just entertained the possibility, as it seemed pretty plausible. Sam drew a breath, crouched to come closer to a conversational elevation, and admitted, "It might be that no-one is, since the Martin I had in mind's only mentioned in an old story, and never actually appears. Since the story features a few... very unusual cats, and I've never come across anyone quite like you, it didn't seem like a stretch that maybe."

Stranger things had happened, though speaking of strange things, there was one the skin-witch felt it was important to address.

"Anyway, I was wrong; now, I'm wondering how it is you know my name."