Brodie's eyebrows raised and his eyes opened even wider at the girl's squeaking. With a smile, he noticed the kitty coming out from under his chaise at that same moment. "Cats...They always leave you hanging and do exactly what they want up until exactly when you get desperate." He commented. Well, before the doctors managed to pinpoint the causes of his allergies, he'd played with and had cats.
He was about to decline the girl's offer to pet her kitten, when a huge sneeze crept its way through his nasal channels and putting a hand in front of his face was all Brodie could do before sneezing not once, not twice, but three times in a row. Hopefully, that was answer enough.