[ izō also shifts a little when the shadow cat makes its move, but nothing is threatening about it — more like a twitch than anything else — but he settles again when nothing happens. he starts to lift one hand but pauses halfway because for a moment it just feels foolish. it's just his shadow. but maybe his shadow is as real to the cat as the real cat is to him? if he's not going to be pouring drinks out to appease a mysterious cat god, then he's definitely going to take another drink himself, if only to offset the strangeness. ]

You probably dunno what the fuck I'm talkin' about, huh? Noble Phantasms are like a special technique or a weapon or—... I dunno, sometimes it can be a person. No reason it couldn't be a cat. It's just totally unique, so there ain't no one else who can copy it for real. But even if that's what ya were, it's not like I'd be able to figure out who ya belonged to anyway...

[ he's always been one to get increasingly talkative the more he drinks and clearly animals continue to be equally valid as listeners as humans. watching his own shadow on the wall again, izō brings his hand up the rest of the way so that he was holding his shadow-hand out to the shadow-cat as he might with any other cat. if he's smart about anything it's not trying to pet strange animals without their permission. did shadows even have scents? izō spares a glance for the non-shadow cat as well since it wasn't thrilled with him earlier... ]