Before darting out of the room, Eino raised his hand. "I don't have a cat, Sir Shaw, so if I catch one, can I keep it?" He didn't know whether all of the cats belonged to someone, or whether maybe, hopefully, some of them were stray, and he could take care of one or all of them. He wanted a cat, one that could fly and deliver his mail, because owls were too old fashioned. Mail-delivering flying cats were the future!