[ Beady eyes peek over the top of the pocket where he's landed, watching the cat go. There's a swell of triumph that manifests as puffed up cheeks despite not having done anything to earn this ridiculous victory. Take that, cat.

When the slim hand is offered to him he gingerly extracts himself from the pocket. ]

That's a bit of an understatement. And from what I gathered, there's a fair number of us that don't. [ He swivels to face his saviour, hands pawing slightly at his body as if he were trying to adjust a coat that is no longer there. There's a disgruntled croak followed by a huff. ]

Thanks for saving me from the feline from the nine hells. I don't usually have an issue dissuading animals but toad apparently doesn't translate to cat.