Matthew froze. He was pretty use to Weird Shit happened, but a cat talking - talking in a strange, alien language that they didn't know - they, the gods of the wire who knew all languages! - and yet could still understand. What that cat spoke was magic, that much was bloody obvious, but he hadn't the faintest clue what kind of magic it was.

Or how a cat was using it.

"Um," he said, blinking. "...Hello?" Could the cat understand them? Or was the magic language only capable of one-way communication? A normal cat Matthew knew how to talk with, even if 'talk' wasn't necessarily the right word, but this cat - who clearly wasn't a normal cat - he had no clue.

"Can you understand us too?"