“Red?” Kyrin rolled the name round her mouth, “is that what this says?” She pointed to the plaque. “I’m Kyrin” she looked blankly at the hand, [i]why was the girl offering her hand? Surely she didn’t want Kyrin to sniff it? Etiquette was good and all that, but how did she know Kyrin was a cat?[/i] It took her a few seconds to realize that it was probably some human custom, Alice might  have mentioned at some point, uhhh… shake? ……Paw……shake?…… Handshake. That was it; handshake, which was probably how it sounded, the shaking of someone’s hand. She took Red’s hand, seriously hoping she was right. Letting go, she turned and pushed open the door too their room, “Do you want some help with any luggage? ‘Cause I’ve only got this.” She said lifting the small messenger bag slung across her shoulder and dumping it on the floor, “You want first pick of the beds?”