The cat... the cat was the professor. Of course. Of course it was. Toby was just... so not surprised about that at all. Took it all in his stride as he watched the man go ahead and shut the classroom door, kind of glad he'd not gone up to pet the cat earlier, even though his feline form was pretty cute.

Toby set the apple down on his desk finally, and plucked a name tag from the air as it reached him. As the professor spoke, he went about writing 'Toby Tempus' on it and stuck it on his robes, and at the mention of the apple, he simply nodded his head (as the professor was still talking and Toby didn't want to interrupt), and nudged it forward on his desk. He'd not even considered putting it on the desk earlier, mainly because he'd not realised that Professor Quigley was already in the room. It hadn't seemed right to just dump it on the man's desk, though Toby only now realised (by eyeing the congregation of fruit already up there) that that seemed to be what most students were doing. Other than that, he thought nothing of it.

Aaaaaand as for that question? Uhhh... well. Okay. That was more of a DADA kind of question, and anything involving hypothetical ATTACK situations made Toby go all weird inside because he was so useless at anything involving fighting BACK. Buuuut still, he raised his hand.

"I'd probably try to reason with it. Talk it down. Diffuse the situation if I could. With words, y'know?"

Well. It was true. Toby was about a million percent sure that wasn't the answer Quigley was looking for, but you better believe he'd try that first.

"Failing that, I'd run and hide. I'm a pro at finding good hiding spaces," the Hufflepuff added, and finally lowered his hand, giving a firm nod. Yep. Solid plan from this kid.