The cat was almost but not quite crosseyed. Mostly it was just that his eyes were too close together for the rest of his face. He made a sound not entirely unlike a modem-chirp as he rubbed against Flynn's fingers.
Quorra smiled, she couldn't not smile at that just at the moment, "His name's Bit. I didn't know what else to call him, and he answers to it the same as he answers to 'hey you', so I guess that's good."