He couldn't place her scent, he was tired and cranky. All of the above feelings made it hard to focus. Shaking his head he sighed, "I don't know. I was hit hard long ago.... It did a lot of damage." He said sadly before moving and sniffed her hand. In taking her scent before putting a paw on her lap. Claws sheathed as he spoke, "we won't ever call you a witch. You're too sweet. " He laid on the ground by her. Eyes shutting as he purred a little, "if you ever need protection. Well jump in to help. No matter what."