A half-feral four foot tall cat hadn't been exactly what Hellboy expected. That said, he knew exactly how to handle the problem.

His rocky right hand lashes out and grabs the little furricane by the scruff of the neck while making sure to hold the cat as far away from him as possible.

"What he said. I'm guessing you've had a pretty bad time of it, right? So've we. So maybe turn off the meatgrinder impression for a bit."