"Ah," She looks down at the collection of cats, "They wanted to meet the guest, and also have some attention." She walks over to the bed and sits down next to Ben, scootching up until she's sat right next to him. Squash in her arms cracks one eye open, gives a croaky meow before going back to sleep. Tigger is currently attempting to fill Ben's arms so that he would have no choice but to pet him, and Amber peers cautiously over the top of the bed.

Sadie pops the white box onto the bedside table. "I thought you could use the box to store that tooth in." She leans against Ben and looks up at him. "Do you want to talk about what you saw?"