Looking down at her "assailant," the black cat grins with a hint of annoyance. "Gertrude. Gertrude Hallorhim. Now get off me before I become what this organization fights." She smiles, sarcasm in her face, but it's clear that she doesn't enjoy being hugged. "Besides, your leader hasn't pronounced me a member yet, though I don't see any reasons I wouldn't be," she says as she looks over to Eurodex.