I am well, thank you. [She then glances down at little kitty Coulson for a moment.]

Coulson, hm? It is an interesting name for a cat. And his wings are rather cute.

[... Wait. WAIT. THE CAT HAS WINGS. WHAT.]

[Syre is silent a while, the gears in her head turning, trying to figure out why a cat, of all things, had wings...]

[None of the other animals in the enclosure had wings, not as far as Syre could remember. That had to mean that this cat--]

Say, Spock. Mister Coulson is not normally a cat, is he? [She looks down again, her brow raised.]