New York City has gained one (1) catboy. Whether it had a nonzero number of catboys before is unknown, but it has one more right now. One who's very confused and extremely overwhelmed and exerting a lot of mental energy just trying to make sense of everything.

There's tall buildings all around, reminding him very much of Amaurot and slightly less of Ishgard, and so, so many people. More than he's ever seen in any one place in his entire life, and what looks like enough machines to make the Garleans jealous.

"...I-I...don't think I'll ever get used to this," he admits, trying to act like Jake didn't just cause his soul to make an attempt at freedom. His tail, however, has refused to cooperate. "There's...so much. Is this where you live?"