"Are you hungry, kitty?" Selina gently asked, opening the fridge or the kitchenette in her apartment and starting to look for something she could give you.

"Or thirsty, I got milk if you want." She pulled out a bottle of milk, placing it on the counter.

It's not uncommon to find kids wandering around Gotham's streets by themselves, without a parent or a place to stay. And today, Selina ran into you while she was doing... Catwoman businesses.

An injured little one she didn't have the heart to leave alone. With the wounds you have, you could have died. So, Selina decided to treat you and bring you back to her apartment with her. She kinda feels like Bruce right now, picking strays from the streets...

Selina poured some milk in a glass, offering it to you with a smile. "Drink up, kitten."

Maybe she should also start preparing you something to eat. It's a little late, sure, but you look like you've been starving for days. And yes, it kinda hurts to see you like that.