She chirrups at him, a squeaky sound for as tiny as she is, but she allows him to play with her footpads. She's considerably calmer, it's true, and gentle even when those tiny little feet flex and show off her needle-like claws.

"She's very affectionate. She has a cat bed, but prefers to sleep in the crook of my arm." Which...could be bad. Considering he has nightmares on a fairly regular basis. But she's quick as well.

He just hopes he doesn't frighten her too badly.