Da Qing blinks innocently up at him (or as innocently as he can, he doesn't really have a face for innocent as a cat... ironically, since he very much does when he wears his human form). "Do you know how many cats there are on this ship? I'd have to see the fur to be able to tell you," he answers. "Besides, do you really think I have so litter honor that I'd rat out my fellow cats?"

He wants that stew, but he's not about to fess up, after all. He's pretty sure there's some kind of cat code about that. Come to think of it, he's the ten thousand year old King of Cats, after all, so if he says there's a cat code against ratting each other out then there is!