Knew it. "So you are human. Or. Close enough."

Thank god, really. Imagine the embarrassment of talking to a normal cat like they're a human in public. "As for what we want, we want to get you out of this bath-house, eliminate these monsters hurting people, and maybe to talk to a friend of ours, in that order."

bona fides thus established, she casually back-hands a few more caterpillars in one unholy glowing spinning fist. "But. I am, as they say, flexible."