"Stress yeah," he bobbed his head in agreement, "That can make anyone act out."

Which in that brief pause between sentences made him reflect on his own actions of a few weeks ago. Mr. Fell had only been trying to piece things together and he had acted rather rude to him, hadn't he? What's done was done on that score but... there might have been the briefest moment of guilt before he drew in a breath to clear those thoughts away.

"Well, they are kids at that age. Small furry kids with needle-like nails but they don't have as much sense as an adult cat would."

Peeking in through the glass to see inside the room he caught the briefest flash of a furry tail before the kitten disappeared into a cat crate. It seemed the grey tabby had indeed won.

"Though as small as that I don't imagine they could make the leap from the floor to the counter. They would need to be a little taller first."

The kid seemed a natural with cats just as he was fairly gifted when it came to tended to plants.

"You know..."

The glimmer of an idea was floated as the big orange pressed it's nose against the bars.

"If you asked they might let you visit with that cat in one of the other rooms. They often will let people spend some time with the animals. It's good for them. Gives them interaction time that they need."

And then gradually that idea began to take on more shape.

"They even take on volunteers to help out with that. Might be something you could do... If you were interested?"