This place was so big and there was so much to see and do that Meira couldn't have settled if she wanted to. She bounced back over to the couch, circling the coffee table twice before dropping to the rug and watching again. He seemed uncertain about many things, things she didn't know and couldn't see. She dropped a paw over her nose, thinking about her senses and knowledge.

Devin had no sooner set the bowl on the table when she was by his side, poking his knee and jumping back to the couch. It was springy, so jumping on and off was fun, even if it is unladylike. Meira sniffed the bowl, lipping the toast for a moment before biting into it, trying to keep the bigger piece in the bowl. The toast flipped up over her nose and she jerked her head back. Luckily it fell back into the bowl instead of on the floor. This was going to be more complicated than she thought.