Sophie lit up when Gar answered, smiling brightly. "Were you a kitty? Your yawn sounded kittyish." There was just a hint of leftover kitty. It was different than his human yawn, or when he was a dog or something else. She rolled from her side onto her back, looking up at the ceiling.
"England's okay," she said, making a face. "Yeah, it's kind of late." She glanced over at the clock and winced 'Kind of late' had been about three hours ago. "I couldn't sleep."