Oh no distress. Nepeta raises her hands placatingly. "I- I just don't know much about armor, that's all, so I'll have to take your word fur it."

That seems reasonable enough, but... wait. What did she just say?

"Scales?" Nepeta looks her up and down then tilts her head quizzically, as if this is a riddle she's trying to figure out. "You don't look scaled to me..."