Mildly relieved that he took the jerky, Trahearne shook his head, some amusement creeping into his tone. "Oh no, not mice. Though that might end up helping me in the long run."

Leaning in a bit, Trahearne lowered his tone in a conspiratorial fashion. "I keep seeing glimpses of a cat around here, but when I asked the staff, they had never heard of such a creature. It seems that cats don't exist in this world, but I don't think I'm imagining what I saw. ... Ah, I should explain. A cat is a small, furry creature with four legs, a long tail, and triangle-shaped ears."

He had, in fact, mistaken Leo for one of the city's residents. A homeless resident, to be more precise.