“One shot?” it’s eyes widen and it pouted. Jan’s internal security system started flashing warnings as he debated the question.

“Yup. K thanx” the cat tilted it’s head and then coughed up a small silver furball. Jan caught it and smiled.

“K thanx bi” it intoned as it turned back to the body, Jan noted that it had stopped shaking, or breathing, while they talked. He grasped his one shot firmly in his right hand and quickly backed away from the cat and it’s prize.