When Martin was buzzed by the bat, he knew who it was, though he could have done without the flyby. Bats freaked him out a little, even if he knew they were a friend. When she turned into a black cat, he was much more comfortable. He sneaked over to the barrel and reached out as if to pet the cat, before remember that it was his friend and she might not like him doing that.

"I have the supplies. I have decided I am coming with you. Don't bother argue, because I have already decided." He looked down at her. "Did you want to stay that shape, or did you wish to be something smaller, which could travel on me, until we get out of the village.