Of course she so desired. Purrelden always desired, and she sniffed without hesitation before bumping her head against Ariadne's hand.

"Generally cats are fond of shelter, it's true." Some people prefer being in nature. If she likes branches, then she can enjoy her branches. "And there's... not a lot of nobility to it, or me. I was born with the talent, people need it. I'd hardly keep it to myself. It's not noble to share, it's simply not being an asshole. What one is born with should be used, and not feared. Or that's what I operate by, when I can. I assume it's likewise?"