Rhea'li considers that deeply, hand half curled at his chin. Despite his appearance, he doesn't have any particular inclination towards spending time with cats, personally. But he could see how it could be appealing, he supposes.

"A perfect location for a thief with the appearance of a cat to blend in and divest customers of their belongings."

Rhea'li glances over at their stray tabby, who is happily cleaning its paws now that it's finished the fish. It seems unlikely to him that it's one of thieves...

"Shall we give custom to one of these cafes, then? In the name of investigation, of course."

Is it just an excuse to check out a cat cafe? Maybe a little.