Good. [Natsume looks very satisfied with himself, not wholly because of the weird feline urges either. Being able to help others has been his main goal, to be useful without taking up people's time and energy. To do that for a peer is even more of a triumph.

He'll think about how it involved an excessive amount of licking at a later point, thanks.

The papers get a sheepish look, and for a brief moment Natsume debates lying. But then:] Ah, sort of. They're...protective wards. Binding circles, exorcism circles...that kind of thing. I'm trying to see if I remember how to write them.