Konoe stared after the Sentry, the tip of his tail twitching. He'd met far too many cats like that before, who tried to assert their dominance over anyone instead of just defending their pride, and it gave rise to a small flicker of anger. Kit waving him on snapped him out of it though, and he just stared miserably back at the smaller man.

Wherever Kit took him, he just silently followed closely, not wanting to admit he had absolutely no idea how to get back to his room. Konoe didn't know if Kit knew him well enough to know he was acting off, but he just hoped he wouldn't ask.