Robin's eyes widened and he opened his mouth to speak as Hikaru complained about the 'twin' comment. Cringing as the cat struck the boy, Robin reached out to try and help. The cat, luckily, darted off into the shadows.
"Hikaru, I'm sorry. I only meant to warn you...not distract you."
He scratched his head and smiled a small, apologetic smile. He'd make it up to Hikaru when he had a chance.
For now he wanted to check on Tamaki.

He smiled at the sight. Tamaki was doing well for himself. For...an amateur.
But his smile turned into a frown when he looked at the cat. It might be a mean thing, but it was still a living creature. "Finish it off," he said softly, pulling off his dressing gown. He was going to have to cover their wounds to stop the bleeding. And, if they were deep, he was going to need a needle and thread. But he wasn't about to admit how awful he was at stitching. He always left it to Johnny to make repairs to clothes and wounds.

It was when he had the dressing gown in his hands that he heard the approach of the cat. Without thinking, he threw the robes towards it. A distraction would be great, but he hoped to cover the cat and give them a chance to kill it. These slippers weren't very good, but their feet might have enough power to break something. Otherwise it was a trip into the wall, head first, for the cat.