Well, first off, cats do hunt other things besides rats like small birds and apparently Alec, as the kitten seems to be determined to tackle him. It's failing miserably, but still trying. Alec sneezes. Damn allergies.

"Who do I pay fealty to... that's an interesting question with a lot of interesting answers. But for simplicity's sake, we shall go with the King and Queen of Twilight in the mist realms of the Fae." He figures that would make more sense than some answers he could give. Looking the wound over he summons a bit of water to wash it out.

"I don't charge or trade for helping people in need of it. I cause enough misery in people's lives. It gives me a small bit of pleasure to actually be allowed to help someone."