"Okay, okay." Tony set the kitten back down on his chest, raising his hands acquiescently. "I'll respect your boundaries, you respect mine. Especially if I'm the guy you chose to keep you safe from the bear. Deal?"

Oh yes, there was no sleeping for anyone today.

"And the guy feeding you. And cleaning up after you. Assuming you really did just run in here from nowhere and I can't get a better match going." Tony rolled off the side of the couch, cat back in arm. "I won't even hover. I'll let you do your own thing. Just go where you're supposed to go and scratch up everything but the couch." He wasn't certain why he was suddenly trying to sell himself to a cat like he was a potential employer, but there he was.