"It -"

Okay, he can't keep using "It." Getting a good grip on the scruff, Yuri lifts the cat up briefly and investigates.

"- She's tiny, but her eyes are open. And she can climb. Let's try the tuna and water. Where's a towel?"

Yuri keeps that hold as he pulls her back to his chest. Which might look too tight, but it's necessary. She's going to squirm and run again if he doesn't establish who's the 'adult' here.

"You need a name," he grumbles. Heading for the kitchen.