Gin was quiet as Effy spoke, asking what Flauros was. He couldn't really answer such a thing, even if he wanted to. Gin didn't fully know who Flauros was aside from the fact that he was powerful in many different ways. Healing was one of them, the ability to turn into a leopard was another, and the rest Gin wasn't too sure about. Letting out a groan, Gin leans back in his chair. He now only had two cats on himself, most of them had flocked over to Effy after she plopped down. He silently reached a hand up to pat the cat that remained on his shoulder loyally. 

"Well, you'll have to ask him that. Not everyone is willing to tell everyone about what they really are. There are quite a few of us that hate it ourselves, so we don't see a need to share. Flauros is sort of one of those, on top of that he likes to keep it a secret. But if you ask... I have a feeling he will tell you, if you really wanted to know." Slowly Gin finally gets up and moves over to the shelves. He scans them over, letting out a soft sigh. He was already starting to deflate again. He just sort of ends up standing there, staring blankly at all the bottles. But he was dragged out of the blankness as the cat on his shoulder lightly headbutted his cheek. A faint smile forms onto his face, slowly reaching up to grab one of the various bottles before moving back to his chair. 

"Effy, I-" And Gin was once again interrupted, by the cat on his shoulder. Lightly the cat swashed its tail over his face, catching him off guard, then it merely paws at the bottle. Why did Flauros keep such cats? "Fine, fine!" He grumbles at the feline as he lightly rubs his face into its fur while he goes about working to unscrew the special cap on the bottle.