Like in fast food...
A few moments before, Samiel was about to exit the Citadel of the Zephystrand; suddenly, he heard the meowing of his Familiar, which was running toward him at lightning speed as he exited the Citadel.
'Hooman, hooman, wait for me; I want to go on a trip.'
She ran toward him energetically; she probably now woke up and was looking for someone to play with. Nefertari always liked to do this; she would sleep most of the day and then wake up and demand his immediate and undivided attention.
'Then come.'
Samiel stated as she flapped her little wings, flying a bit around Samiel, before she landed on his right shoulder, putting her head on it while closing her eyes a bit, pretending to sleep.