_{[No... Yes, maybe. But only for the briefest of seconds. He's pleading the fifth on this one.]}

You know how it is when you first wake up--your thoughts wander to lots of places. Someone really needs to tell whoever controls this magic that it's rude to read a person's thoughts. Things like this happen.

_{[With a smile, he adjusts his hold on the cats tucked against him.]}

Not to worry, my second wish was for kitty litter. We'll have to see how well Wonderland trains its magical constructs before it spits them out.