Free was probably the wrong word to use. Soon enough, Isabel would have an army of cats, and Levi was well aware who'd be cleaning up after them. "There's paperwork," he said dryly, as if that would stop her at all.
Lina was a fairly striking cat, if he had to be honest. And Levi wasn't too upset. He'd visited this place on more than one occasion himself (even if he'd only ordered drinks to go) and so did genuinely understand the appeal.
He rubbed at the skin underneath his eye and glanced up at the ceiling in a fairly dramatic display of being very put upon before huffing out a bit of a sigh. "You've already named her," he said, refusing to point out that Lina would not, in fact, be stuck out in the cold since she literally lived inside of the cafe and Isabel damn well knew it. "So I guess, yeah. We'll fill out paperwork. And then go shopping. They have actual food for cats here. You're not just going to give Lina random fish to stink up my house with."