'Mew?' Tony lowered his arm a few inches as his brain worked with his ears to make sense of what he was seeing.

"F.R.I.D.A.Y., did that just meow?" He felt the need to ask someone, anyone, and his AI seemed like the least-dumb option.

"Cat confirmed, Boss. I have no protocol for this situation."

"Yeah, that was for when we got Pepper one for Christmas..." His armor receded, and Tony sagged without it there as his exoskeleton. "All that excitement, and for what? Now I feel bad, cat. Thanks for that one."