It becomes evident very quickly that Tigger does not need to know who he is to want attention from him as he pushes into the space of his arms. Benjiro obliges with a smile, scooping the cat up with care to lift as he sits up onto the bed where he can have better reach with both hands and Tigger has the option of an open lap. He pets lightly along his back to start, reciprocating any leans against his hand or push of a head with an equalization of force. So long as that is well received, he'll scratch lightly at the base of his tail.

He looks up from the cat to Sadie as she scoots in close with the fluffier feline. Leaning his head forward a moment to peer to the white box she sets down, he presses his lips together with discomfort. Losing his teeth is going to be a creepy process. Still he nods, "Yeah, I definitely need to do something with it. Thank you." He doesn't want to risk tossing it in the garbage here lest it be found accidentally.

Asked to talk, he smiles weakly with dread welling, "Want is a strong word..." He has no idea what Sadie is going to make of it all when he feels so confused and repulsed by it. He looks down at Tigger as he continues petting the cat, and tries to start in the most logical way he can, "Everything started out quiet. I was inside a large space indoor...a hangar or maybe a warehouse. There were some pieces of equipment and boxes around, but also a ship. A large one that looked alien. Something straight out of scifi."