"...That's a little too existential for my tastes," Owen murmured, still eyeing the feline with a distrustful look. He had no intention of doing the thing any harm but that didn't mean he was just going to be okay with a talking animal either.

Parrots could talk. That was okay. Cartoon animals too. But real life cats? Not so much.

"And here I thought this was a kitchen." Snark was his defense mechanism. Sorry. "How the hell am I suppose to put them back, exactly? Catch them in a jar?" The trainer frowned, glancing around warily as if expecting another pixie to dive bomb him. Apparently being around the cat was a safe zone though.

Owen glanced at the feline again and one of his eyebrows went up. "Because cats don't have that ability, at least last I knew. Sure they can make noises but taking like people? Not really a thing."