When Cathy dropped her bag and purse, Sarah laughed quietly and scooped them up, waiting for Cathy to return. Her eyebrows raised slightly at both the wary look sent her way and the hiss not directed at her but, simply chalking it up to indignant feline feelings at being forgotten, she shrugged it off. Since getting in touch with her feline side, cats had been somewhat easier to read, but her focus was on getting Cathy – and Angel – to safety and she wasn't actively or unconsciously engaging her powers right now.
"We have both cat food and non-cat food at the hotel. Non-cat food because Guinevere is spoiled and Binx agrees with the idea that cat food is a disgusting thing." She looked over her shoulder, not so much paranoid as being cautious. "But if his own things will ease the transition, back into the apartment we go!"