While his short speech on blood sounded interesting, the topic was unfortunately far and above her comprehension of science. Though, she certainly knew well and agreed with his claims from the findings of her own lifestyle. "I suppose you're right," she agreed. "And yes, smushing."
Continuing on towards the small house Remina couldn't believe he was asking for clarification about something that stood so starkly in her own memory. "My cat," she prompted him. "Caydence. You sat on her in the market. Well, fell, but you sat on her tail because of it.
"I'm sure she'll be quite bitter about it," she shrugged, fully convinced that the cat would recognize him for the negative events of the morning. "I'm sure she would not forget it so easily."