Ethan felt somewhat small beneath the cat's gaze, like a wayward student caught by a strict teacher in the hall when he shouldn't have been. He was quite relieved when the little cat softened his look and realized Ethan wasn't who he was looking for.<br/><br/>"Knight D-Despondent? I uh, no, I'm sorry, I'm not...I've never heard of that figure, actually...or the uh, Princess Forlorn, either...er, do you know what he looks like, or his name, maybe?" Ethan said, wishing he had brought more of his books with him. At least then he could have done some research when he returned to the Waking. As it was, he'd just have to settle for browbeating his assistant back home to do some proxy research, as well as whatever he could find on the Internet's shadow web.<br/><br/>"So...this uh, this princess...is she in trouble, or something? Actually needs a knight to come rescue her and all that?" He asked, more from polite curiosity than genuine concern as he took another look at his surroundings. If he didn't know better, he would have sworn...nah. It wasn't possible. Even in the Dreaming there were some places humans just didn't go, and the Plateau of Leng was near the top of the list. Besides, the few legends and accountings he'd managed to dig up had all indicated that only those mysterious felines, the Grimalkin, could grant access to an outsider.<br/><br/>He looked down at the mysterious cat at his feet again.<br/><br/><em>'...Wait a second...!'</em>