"I tried wax pencils for a while." Dilan admitted, "They tended to melt rather quickly. Or burst into flame. It depended on how close I was to whatever was on fire. Chalk does not do that nearly so easily."

He turned his head to blink at her a bit, then said, "I'm afraid I do not follow. Next time? Oh." he could follow several tracks of conversation at a time, and as she was flitting he could manage easily enough, "It was just a little explosion. Barely even a pop, really, but it was quite bright and startled me, at which point I backed into a shelf and had to catch a jar, which flung open.

"I may be feline, but I am no cat."