"Tea?" He offers lamely, it feels weird not to dote on someone when something scary has happened to them. He'll sit down on the table in front of the couch, tilting his head as he looks at Kimbra beside him on the couch. She lifts her head to the scratches and seems pleased with the affection.

"...Kimbra likes you, I'm glad." Talking is... awkward. He's not sure what else to say, aside from the light banter.

"I got her from a boy here - she instantly took a liking to me, I guess." He wishes he could have shown her to him sooner.