Easily, Sollux heard well before he saw the scuffle going on. His ears perked to it and it sounded at least like it was an unfair fight in one direction or the other. Judging from the body at his feet, an unfair fight sounds reasonable. Whatever squishy human was going in at those beefy ones has his curiosity. The sounds alone are familiar in their nature, not as much their tone and he rested his foot on the body of the blacked out victim, resting his elbow on his knee while he waited to see. There wasn't a reason to rush in and he really didn't care who won, he'd see who was being attacked soon enough. Win or lose, Sollux would get his way seeing who it was and that was all he really had holding him there.

When, finally, they started dispersing and getting smart enough to get the hell out of there, Sollux noticed her first. A double take, because what other sort of take would someone like him do? He took his foot off the body, more focused on her than any other obviously inferior fighter. They were no consequence. "Nepeta?" he asked in echo to her, head tilted in a curious look. This was the last place he thought he would actually see her. See her and judging from her look, alive as much as him.

It made him a little more angry at the attack now that he had an actual attachment to it, but nothing that he chased after. She handled it and she handed it well. In true fashion, he only looked her over to ask without words if she'd been hurt, he doubted it and if she had been probably in a way she could handle like that, too. "I see you're making friends with the locals already."