He had maybe accidentally drifted off. It was that nice place between the clarity of awareness and the fog of dreams, where he could almost sleep without daymares, simply hovering within the dark. He is awakened from his not-slumber by the kiss of a fair maiden. How romantic.

"Meulin!" He greets, a little embarrassed to have been caught off-guard, but nevertheless happy to see her. "You came to me!"

Amalthea too lifts her head, transforming in an instant to a cat. She does not sniff Meulin's hand, but instead says, "Hello, friend. We were waiting."

Kurloz grasps the beast right under the arms, hauling her up with him and holding her out to say, "I have uncovered a place truly miraculous! The beasts appear of nothing! But- oh, where has yours taken to, my wicked kittybitch?" He looks around her left and right.