Fin blinked at Frei, having a little difficulty wrapping his head around someone having enough money to toss these clothes at him.

Frei blinked, "A kitten doesn't have to worry about clothes and food," she stated before turning back to his other clothing.

It took Fin a few moments to follow. "I-I'm not some pet," he complained. Right?

Frei was busy ripping the tags off of the rest of his clothing.

After a few moments, Fin slowly joined her taking the tags off the clothes as he tried to figure out the method to her sorting madness.

Depending on how observant Fin was, he might figure out that she had sorted everything by thread count.

Fin didn't seem to catch on.

Frei turned to Fin, "Your brother is a cat," she stated suddenly, "who's in love with a bird."

Fin seemed to grow more confused, so he gave up on the clothes. "... So... I do have a brother?" he asked, still not sure if he believed it.

Frei nodded once, "Half," she chimed in.

Fin nodded a little, still having trouble wrapping his head around it.

"He's gone through many of his nine lives," she continued after a moment, "You are a kitten."

Fin blinked, still trying to follow along. "... So... I still have nine lives?" he asked, wondering where she was going.

Frei blinked.

"... I'm not following, bunny," Fin told her.

"He's on a different life," she explained after a moment.