Demyx's first instinct was to laugh. Sometimes, he was not the best person, but after he let a few chuckles out, he moved forward to beckon to the kittens.

"Here kitty kitty." He called.

He didn't smell like chocobos, but in his experience, animals might be afraid of him, and if they were, they would flee.

If they liked him, well then he'd get to pet some cats. It was a pretty good compromise.