Niamh was a little glad that it was Kit who came over to her, although now in human form it became obvious how much bigger than her he was, tall and lithely muscular. She couldn't deny it made her a little uncomfortable, but Kit had always been kind to her as a cat.
"You have," she corrected him lightly, forcing herself to drop her arms to her sides, trying to look casual and keep her jumping heart silent inside. "But I looked a little different then. Small, fluffy, real interested in food."