(Btw, you're a borrower in this.) Jefferson was in his office writing things, probably that newspaper calling out everyone in Congress, when he sees a borrower (you) run across the floor from a cat. "H-HEY! WHERE ARE YOU GOING?! WHY ARE YOU RUNNING?! S-Sorry for yelling, but I'm concerned!" Jefferson asks you, clearly worried about you. "Are you okay?" Jefferson finally asks you.