"No? How are you liking seeing more of the world?" The cat is starting to purr, now, content in the fact that she'll be worshiped by two people at once. She's a cat. She deserves it, in Anders' opinion.

"And would you like a chance to hold her?" He doesn't want to hand her over, not really. But sharing's polite, and it would give him a moment to take a breath and get Justice off his back. There's nothing wrong with holding a cat, nothing wrong with missing one. If only the spirit would accept that...