The guy stumbles forward, mumbling and rubbing his neck. Then he stops short, and blinks, confused. He shakes his head once, and looks around. "Too much goddamn beer," he mutters, inexplicably, and then wanders out of the gap between building towers.

The cat sniffs him and then submits calmly to the scritch, tail wrapped around his legs.

"Oh, that guy will be fine, he's healthy as a horse," says a chirpy voice from up on the mangled and formerly empty fire escape.