"No. I'm just a guy who can turn into animals. Wanna see my fluffy kitty?"
Turning into the fluffy kitty seems to go a little bit faster than coming back from the pigeon, or maybe it's just that it all happens at once in a muddle instead of having that long growing stage first.
Then he is a tall spotted cat with a long fluffy tail, and he climbs into her lap and flops over and purrs.
She pets him. "Good kitty," she giggles. "Could you always turn into animals and you went missing for some other reason or did the talking pigeon people recruit you?"
She gives him tummy rubs. "So I probably should not call that hotline thing, huh?"
<Don't call the hotline,> he says, purring up a storm. <The evil cult will get involved and it'll be bad. Also I ran away from home for, like, reasons, and they weren't even all evil-cult-related.>
<Yeah, my stepdad's a member. But he's been evil since way before then.>
"Evil stepparents and talking animals and my life is such a fairy tale right now." She scoops him in her arms for comforting snugs.
"What happens if the evil cult gets me? Or gets you?"
<Well, depends. Sometimes they just kill somebody who knows too much. But most of the time they send in an evil cultist to take over your mind and walk you around pretending to still be you while you sit there in the back of your own head and watch. They wanna do that to everybody someday. That's what the Sharing is for - recruiting fresh puppets.>
But she has a fuzzy kitty to snuggle.
<It's happened to me,> he says. <I was lucky enough to get away. If they found out I'd showed up again this close to home, they'd want to drag me back in for sure. And if they found out I was connected to any kind of talking animal they'd get really serious about it. There's kind of a feud going on there.>
<Yeah, but I like you,> he says. <I wanna be your snuggly talking animal buddy. And you asked.>