He couldn't help but grin as she shook his hand, revealing his pointed canines- he tended to forget about them. Fitz also forgot about the fact that his skin had a soft fur texture to it, despite looking like normal skin. "Awesome, thanks." Once he had his hand back he almost saluted- nope, Faction not Army. He raised his brows to her before taking a step back and in a moment the human was gone and the small Egyptian Manx took his place, complete with crude collar and all. I'll make sure everything is still clear. He thought at her, not quite sure how it worked. He hoped he got it right, but for all he knew he could be thinking into a void. Or maybe she couldn't understand him in cat from- but she'd been able to talk to him in cat form so probably not that.
With a small meow Mew-Fitz parkoured up the furniture to the ceiling and snuck out the way he'd gotten in. After a few moments he walked up to the front door of the cabin and scratched at it with a meow. Clear.