Perhaps, but still, it bothers Trever.

OHhh... Hello Lady. Veena leans her head into her scritches, digging her claws into Trever's shoulder to keep her balance. Fortunately he's used to this and only makes the tiniest bit of a wince.

"It's fine. I'm Trever and the cat is Veena," he says easily. The babbling on the other hand doesn't bother him at all.