Autor turns his head down, staring at his glass. "It was lovely. I was blind and helpless and couldn't communicate very well," he murmurs, "but people and cats--and, at one point, a goddess--took me in and taught me what to do.

"My senses exploded, too--I could find my way around via my nose. There were so many new smells, Rae. And the milk! Well, the milk was ridiculous. As were the um... the ah..." he trails off, rubbing his cheek as he whispers, "the scritches. Those were really quite nice."