Sylvester checked Miraj to the best of his abilities. He knew the anatomy of a cat thanks to having one cute furry friend in his past life. But the strange bones on Miraj's back didn't make any sense.
'Are this world's cats supposed to be different? No, Chonky is no ordinary cat. That was clear from the first day. Even if he was experimented on, how can he grow so intelligent? It's impossible unless he's born smart.' Sylvester reasoned.
But, unable to find a problem, he decided to let Xavia touch Miraj later and see if she could sense anything or heal him. For now, he used a simple trick.
"Chonky, I am going to apply some ice on your back. It will give you relief for the night." He warned so Miraj wouldn't jump up in surprise.
"Meow! Do anything."
Miraj instantly melted into Sylvester's arms and slid onto the mattress like a dead body. "I take a nap now."
