Liz found herself even more shocked as she looked over to see the masked man himself was in the alleyway.  She watched as he quickly disarmed the pick-pocket and knocked him unconscious.  She was in total awe as she watched the bum fall down.  Her heart was still racing and she was wracking her brain for being so lucky as to actually be seeing the White Cat so close up.<br/><br/>As he approached her, Liz felt a bit perplexed that he was talking to her now.  It was strange to see someone only really known about as a local legend talk to her.  At first, she only stared at him but then she quickly snapped out of it and responded, "y-yeah....I'm fine" she said to him.  "Thanks for ugh...helping me out there" she said to him as she tried to catch her breath and take in what had just taken place.  He was so close to her, it was so strange, but his presence didn't scare her.  "Why do you do all this?  People are usually motivated by fame and money when this stuff happens.  So why aren't you?" She asked him as she took a brave step forward.  "Who exactly are you?" She asked him, right up to him, looking quite confused.  She looked to see his strange cat-tail.  It seemed to be robotic, which was a little amusing.