[Oh, what a little...gentleman? Lady? Erm, Perona's not quite sure the gender of this thing, and she's not rude enough to inquire or check, goodness, no. She giggles quietly, looking sheepisly at the dirty remains of her poor sandwich. She'll take it, but only to toss it away in a nearby trash bin.]

It's alright, I can always get another. [She scratches a few fingers under the little pink kitty-thing's chin before noting just how anxious and skitttish it looks. Huh...it's probably not used to being out in the open like this, poor thing.] Oi, Jiggly-chan, can you turn into something small? I can carry you somewhere safe if you like.

[Or home... <__<]