Hermione was more focused on the cat than on Iskandar for the moment, though at his unexpected question, she tilted her head and glanced down at him. "Anders? Why yes. He's...."

Claiming that Anders was her friend still felt like something of a sore point, even if the two of them had gotten over their rough patch. But her hesitance just made her feel even worse about the matter, and so she dropped her gaze for a moment before looking at the kitten that was slowly edging out of its hiding place, nose twitching as it sniffed at the meat.

"He's my friend," she settled on at last. "We've been through quite a bit together. Not much involving cats, though."