His shoulders inch downwards from their position around his ears. She immediately seems like the sort of person you don't want to upset, but fortunately it looks like his apology has been accepted. As a show of appreciation - and relief that he's not being chastised - his odd little face breaks into a smile.

"Are you a priestess?" it's a matter of interest to him, as a paladin-in-training and general curious kid. It would be shocking if she worshiped the Light like him, but it's an inclusive philosophy, so he's more than happy to hear about other beliefs.

He would also be happy to hear about the kittens. He perks up at the mention of them, following her gaze to the one on her shoulder, then blinks a few times in surprise.

"On...a tree in here?" Pause. "Are there more?"

Not that he's the sort to squee over kittens, or anything.