She kind of gambles on him not recognizing her when she hangs around a bit, and then decides that, hey, she's a kid. And this isn't the tent camp. And she's talked to him before - wearing a mask of a boy, so he shouldn't know about it, but she knows about it, and he was nice enough towards a curious child then.

She can just go over.

"You're broken." She points at his face. "There."

He's still unpleasant to be around, but she'll pay that price to get to see his reaction. Cats can be assholes, okay.