She's not exactly keen on holding it, but Amy supposes if she has to take a wriggling little furry thing into her hands, then she can. It's just not going to be a fun thing. Besides, she's doing it for good reason, right? She reaches out and takes it sort of the way you might try and diffuse a bomb - with extreme care and more than a little worry.

"Okay," she says, closing one eye and holding it out. "Go on, investigate the paw."