Bending down briefly, Richard extended a slender hand towards Splash and offered a scritch behind the ear. She was even bigger up close, a stark contrast to her petite owner, and no doubt more than a bundle of trouble. It was a wonder Miss Bixby managed to remain popular; though perhaps, in fact, the funny cat was a reason for it and not a deterrent.

"I think I'm familiar with your family. Quite the legacy", he noted graciously. "But I must be frank..." he decided he could be a little bit impertinent or playful with this one; she seemed the type not to abide by the rulebook; "you didn't quite answer my question. You've said what your family does, not why you chose to do it too." He looked at her with innocent interest.

If "because my family does it" was really enough of a motivation, Richard would already been training to become a Healer.