Binx saw the man, a few feet from him, as he jumped down from the wall. Looked like the man had heard him, although he could have sworn he'd been talking quite quietly.
But, still. He needed information, and he was clearly brought here for a reason. "You there." He called out, approaching the stranger. "Where am I? This doesn't look like Salem."
The cat paused, looking up at the man in front of him. Waiting for the confusion, the incredulity, or even the accusations of being a demon. he'd heard most things over the previous 300 years.