Dripping tail lashing, fur fluffed up in an attempt to keep the water off his skin-- and in reaction to water; Arhu had bad experiences with water, in his past, worse than most cats had to contend with-- the cat eyed the man warily. There was something he was doing, some kind of... magic? It wasn't like anything Arhu had ever felt before.

But he didn't seem dangerous exactly, and it meant that this was a fellow wizard. So, he spoke in the Speech, hoping he'd be understood, whatever alternate universe this was: "Dhai stiho. I am on errantry and I greet you. Though I don't know where I am, exactly. Or what problem I'm supposed to fix."

The Eye was telling him modern London, but not which modern London, which wasn't particularly helpful. Obviously not the one he meant to be in. The Eye was also telling him that the problem didn't actually have all that much to do with the Gate, because it was showing him nothing regarding it. Also not helpful.