"I mean, can you really blame him?" she asked. "I'd be excited, too. Maybe he assumed that because you have thumbs you know the answers to everything. Including marital woes." She grinned at the blonde kid, briefly. "Hi. I'm Sabine. This is Murley," she said, motioning to the Loth-cat. "He's not really mine. He just... followed me into Madison Valley so I guess he's mine now."
Not that she really minded. At least he was something from home. Something familiar.
Murley just sat on his haunches and stared at the two. Looking as bored as a Loth-cat was able to look. ...apparently squirrel's marital woes held no interest to Murley.