Where Sprinkles had been perhaps too enthusiastic in greeting this new arrival, Beany was far more reserved in reacting, sniffing at Cassian, then wandering toward the boots he'd set down to examine those as well. Jyn didn't need to look down from where she'd turned her attention to the water on the stove to guess at what the cat's face must have looked like, all big-eyed and vacant. Especially considering the rough state she'd first found him in, she was strangely appreciative of the fact that he had seemed to become increasingly stupid. It was a good thing he'd had a chance. Jyn felt a small amount of satisfaction that she had been able to help give him that.

"It's a cat," she answered. "They're sort of like tookas. One of the more common animals here. I found him half-dead outside some months back and he's been here ever since." That may have been understating how worried she'd been when she first spotted him and in the days that followed, when she couldn't be certain if he would make it or not, but that felt like something too soft, too vulnerable, to admit to now. There was enough of that already, Cassian's presence making the kitchen feel that much smaller and herself too unguarded.

Instead, she glanced back as she stirred the noodles into the boiling water, gesturing with her elbow toward the cat. "That's Beany. And the little dog you met outside earlier was Sprinkles. Had the name when I got her. She's... a lot." She was yours, she thought. It was no wonder that the little dog had taken off running at Cassian's approach, far less restrained in her reaction than Jyn.