Instead of sitting at the table, Kurt was more comfortable climbing upon a kitchen counter and crouching. He laughed heartily at being called a demon-panther and shook his head in amusement while wagging a finger at Regan.
"Ach, but being a demon-panther comes at a price, mein Fraulein. My handsome blue fur makes me stand out in a crowd." He was in too good a mood to go into the details of how people often misjudged him and reacted negatively to his appearance, how he often felt lonely not able to attend social events, how even a walk through the park was a Big Event. Kurt smiled and shrugged, dramatically. "As far as learning how to use the trapeze, I could teach you, if you have the inclination. Is there any more chocolate left?"