One of them is a car. Jeep, you're welcome to stay out here if you like but you know you can't come inside like that.

[The Jeep stays right where it is, which, Hakkai supposes, means 'thanks but I'll stay a car for now.' He plucks the skinny half-grown cat away from Shizuo's hair (at least he's leaning down, so Hakkai, who's not quite his height anyway, doesn't have to do it too far above his own head.) Musha wails in distress, but calms as Hakkai sets her down on the ground again. She approaches the Jeep warily, low to the ground and lifting her paws with exaggerated stealth.]

Ayumu's been well, except for the occasional battle with kitchen implements... Sleeping a while, though? Is he ill?