All of this is way scarier with heightened cat senses. Too much movement all at once! He gets to his feet and runs his fluffed tails through a paw. She's right. It's just more psychological bullshit.

"Should be a lighter in my pants pocket," he says, brushing away more insects with his paws and stomping on others with his feet. The lighter is a nice, silver zippo.

He's gonna let Neko do what she will while he tries to combat what (he hopes) is an illusion similar to the one that hid the office.