"Hum...?" Glancing back at the vases for a moment he nodded, "Oh, yes. It was just a bit of time manipulation."

He then held out his arm for Trey to climb onto and then onto his shoulder. Like a cat he curled around Alec's neck, flicking his wings closed and chirruping.

"And yes, I suppose he's mine. He certainly thinks I belong to him." A small joke, much like any cat owner.