Excuse you, Andrew. Daine clears her throat and leans back a little, giving him a disapproving look that is only a little less impressive for being on a human face instead of a feline one. "He's called Secret for a reason," she says simply. Then, to forestall any more questions, she shapes her head back to a cat's and crouches once more.

No hard feelings from the darking, though, and a little black arm pokes up out of her fur in case Andrew wants the extra handhold.