"Well, it's actually more of a telepathy, but that's a lot to get into," Jake replied, his collar glowing brighter as he communicated with the girl. "My name is Zunar J5/9 Doric 4-7, but most people call me Jake. It is a pleasure to meet you."
Jake didn't smile because, as a cat, he couldn't, but he did twitch his whiskers and nod his head to her in a congenial gesture of acknowledgment.
"Ah, yes. This weather has been quite peculiar. I'm ashamed to say I spent most of it curled up inside where it's warm."
He paused for a moment.
"I am heading to the junkyard as well. I am looking for a few objects that may assist me in fixing my spacecraft."