[when they get to the little clearing it is actually, at first glance, just a ball of light lying on the ground rather than in any particular shape. but then as the group approaches, it stretches and unfurls into a cat blinking tiredly up at them like they've interrupted its nap.

when faced with this small little whisper in the wind of a cat that is his name, Lethe freezes up]

I don't suppose you'll just come back nicely without having to talk about any Truths...? We don't have a great track record with that.

[the cat looks at him like he's stupid]