Cam catches a summons while he's in the middle of Atriama. He's seen it before, it's fine.
First discovered in the 690s, widely acknowledged to be the case into modern day.
...huh. "Princess, do you think you can see more colors than other cats?"
"Hmmmmmm. I don't remember any cat ever calling something a color that I thought it wasn't?"
"...okay. I should definitely go to a shelter and talk to a wider variety of cats," Cam concludes. "Because as recently as last year scientists were under the impression cats saw only a couple colors."
"This next autumn will be my third. Or, the later part of it will be."
"Thanks, that helps." He has a notes file going. "Jackie, do you know where I can find a pet shelter?"
She tosses Cam a yellow pages with the spine cracked open to a listing which she has circled.
"Cool. I'll set Princess up with typing first." Does his first hardware guess work for her?
As long as the keys are big enough that she can poke specific ones on the first try!
It's a touchscreen, but it can be a big touchscreen that accepts clusters of toebeans as a single input. Some daeva are very weird shapes.
When she is all set, Cam goes out, appears a motorcycle, and speeds off to the shelter.
"Hi, good afternoon, what can I do for you?" asks the person behind the front desk.
"You absolutely can! Come on back."
In the back there are cats in cages with beds and toys. Most of the cats are grouped up but some of them are kept alone; there are little handwritten info cards with little glossy photo printouts for each of them. Some look up at Cam and the staffer when they walk in; others ignore them. Also there are a bunch of dogs over there and a room with two birds and a handful of pocket pets over there.
"Feel free to look around; I'll be over here if you have any questions or want to take anybody over to meet them outside of their cage."
"Thanks!"
And when she is slightly out of earshot and might not be quite as confused about Cam meowing extensively: "Hello there everybody, I can talk!"