The feline had not stopped purring once during his account or Lash's. Now it stretched up from under Mikail's hand and butted it's head against his chin softly, "Mrour." it said and then it jumped up onto the table nosed into Lash and then off the table and out the doorway.
The feline wandered the corridors until it found another walker on patrol, a black stylized Krayt Dragon on his armor. The jaws open around the visor, the front legs on the shoulder, the rear behind his thighs, and the tail around his shin.
"Mrour?" it said as it followed in his footsteps.