Oh, right. Yes. Of course Noah would know. He'd even mentioned having a cat here before, hadn't he?

"Didn't say I don't want her," he replies, tone defensive though he doesn't pull her away from Noah's petting. She's clearly enjoying it is the thing, tipping her head up against Noah's fingers and purring even as she digs her sharp little claws deeper into the meat of Freddie's arm.

He flinches after a moment, shifting her to get some relief. "Bit strange that this is what you thought of," he admits, eyeing her a bit as he holds her up. "Could've just gotten a gift card."