[Sonja's used to keeping tabs on any cats in her immediate vicinity - Fallen London's cats represent a spy network that puts the humans' Great Game to shame, one that a canny human can sometimes take advantage of. Or which an incautious human can find will put her in serious political jeopardy. While she's on modestly good terms with the woman that many of them report to, Sonja's not so close a confidante of the Duchess that she's given to assuming the cats aren't going to inform on her.
Even with the knowledge that she's now very far from the Neath, it's still second nature for Sonja to notice the presence of a small feline form who seems to be having some difficulty. It's also second nature for her to do her level best to sneak up behind him while he's distracted by trying to get up to the table, although she at least thinks better of just grabbing him.]
Buffet
Even with the knowledge that she's now very far from the Neath, it's still second nature for Sonja to notice the presence of a small feline form who seems to be having some difficulty. It's also second nature for her to do her level best to sneak up behind him while he's distracted by trying to get up to the table, although she at least thinks better of just grabbing him.]
Spot of trouble, puss?