There's almost no sound as an orange tabby cat (for all intents and purposes) leaps nimbly up and perches on the edge of the seat back next to the girl. She stares out into the shifting colours of the void for a moment, not entirely unlike the shifting nothing-ness of space in some of the more empty regions. It's just familiar enough to be even more unsettling because of how Not Right it is, and that just seems like a bad way for anyone to be spending their time.

So she lays a furry little paw on the girl's shoulder, and chirrups a strange little mew of a hello.