"Sulfur? I smell no such thing," Micolash comments with a hum, now bending at the knees so he can put Henry back on the stone floor. "And that is a distinct smell indeed."

Henry circles around to face Micolash again, looking up at him expectantly. The scholar addresses the feline with, "Can you find the Kin for us? Do you know which room he's in?" The cat blinks slowly, once, and licks his paw. Okay, well, talking to cats isn't THAT crazy for a man who's mind is obviously a little-

Oh. Henry gets up and pads away, heading down the hallway and turning the corner. Although maybe he just decided it's time to leave this strange human behind and go wander. Cats are like that. Micolash, meanwhile, stands up from his crouch and starts picking white hairs from off his scholar's regalia.