Trahearne can't help but smile back at him, still quite charmed despite the topic. When the squeaking begins and interrupts their conversation, he chuckles and shakes his head. "Something like a mouse. I did say I'd introduce you to her."

He keeps talking as he steps away from Bastien and moves over to his bed, getting down on hands and knees to reach under it. "I just don't like seeing you get hurt. Not only could that have ended up being worse, what about your job with the Sentry? If you intend to keep working with them, it doesn't look very good to be trying to rob people."

That's as far as Trahearne bothers to lecture Bastien on the subject, distracted by the small creature that he pulls out from under the bed. It's a batcat that looks like it must've been weaned only a few weeks ago, with fluffy black fur and wide golden eyes, her ears bigger than normal and her claws longer, all the better for her to hang off of Trahearne's fingers by her back feet. She yawns widely, stretching out the wings on her back before folding them in close again, making more little meeps of contentment.

"Duibhe likes to sleep hanging from under my bed. I'll have to find her a better spot once she grows a bit bigger."