[There's just a little hum in response to the first part, partially because he's distracted by Famine falling into this cat's trap to rub belly YOU FOOL the cat grabs onto their hand with all four paws to playbite it. HE LAUGHS... politely.]

Oh, dear. [But he'll also move over toward the hay to go sit when directed.] Are you going to be so unkind as to give that cat away, even though it's clearly taken such a shine to you?