How'd you get there?

[Of course it's a black cat. Witches, magic. It all follows her around, doesn't it? She pinches between her eyes and sighs. It's almost pathetically cute, she thinks, as she lifts it by the scruff out of the bag.

After a few solid moments of staring, she relents with the tiniest of smiles.]

You came because you're hungry, aren't you? I sure know how that feels. But you can't have that apple---here, cats eat stuff like this, right?

[She offers a bit of meat and a small dish of water]