[The cat watches him, then tentatively takes one step forward... Then rubs its head against that hand and twines between Martin's ankles then moves past, going back to the main work area. Away from the worms and this infested wall. It jumps onto the table of open notes and books and sits there, head up and focused and watching intently. Its ears are still perked listening for the sounds of anything incoming, and where Tim's wandered to, but for the moment its eyes are focused on Martin.]
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