Wei Wuxian was facing some serious emotional whiplash right now-- no, spiritual, even! He had this great and big unrecognizable city to explore after having been dead for thirteen years... There was a lot to process, and he didn't know where to start. So, he didn't!
Right now, he was wholeheartedly occupied with a cat that he had seen padding around by itself. There was no harm in crouching down to greet it, maybe play with it, he thought-- until he had waved the sleeves of his robes in front of it's face, now struggling to get claws unhooked from his sleeve.
"Hey, hey! Little guy, can't you just let go? Please? If you rip this, I'll be walking around in tattered clothing for who knows how long!" He pleaded with the cat, speaking to it as if the small creature could understand his every word.
What did not occur to him, however, was that the cat could possibly have an owner... One that was probably looking for him right now!