[She gives the cat and awkward but still gentle pat on the head, and then pushes herself up to her feet. The cherub is not feeling any acute loneliness, as Roxy is; in part because her species' asocial habits means that socializing isn't something she needs, and also in part because she's not willing to give up hope so easily.]
[Though it occurs to Calliope that if she's stuck here, she will either be eating fish or cats.]