"Oh, that's comforting," Keegan looked back at her with a smirk at her comment about the sign as he went to move over towards the bed, and therefore closer to Grim. He hoped she was right. Even though Grim was only a cat, or at least cat-like, maybe one of those Kneazle things he heard about, but it was important to her. Or so he assumed.

Keegan knelt down in front of the bed, one leg on the floor while the other remained bent so he could use it to rest his coffee on while still holding onto the hand. Then he hand went to Grim, hovering within the cat's reach for the necessary sniffing test.