Sushi seems satisfied enough with that answer, but Emergency Rations still looks a bit miffed to have to share her space, even briefly. They both retreat to the hidey-holes in the scratching post in the corner.

"For what?" Sure, Howard's made a regular hobby of badmouthing the Council, but as far as he's concerned they haven't slighted him personally yet. "If it's just about the lack of communication, I hate to break it to you but you're going to need to make a lot more house calls than this one."

He resists to urge to scratch the Councilor behind the ears because he can't imagine that will go well.