Jitter. Twinge. "I'm making progress already?"

"You've been hard at work! You'd've noticed if you were turning it all into waste heat."

"You're such a science woman."

"Preturnatural splinter skills, baby carrot."

"You talk funny science words."

"You're high on endorphins there. 'Nother science word for you." Scritch scritch.

"I know that one." Nuzzle.

"Good." Pet pet pet. Monoceros rearranges Katie in her lap, what there is of it.

"Mmm, and your belly is nice and soft. You're like a nice comfy armchair."

"Nah. Haven't got any armrests. I'm like one of those fuf things."

"Or a beanbag chair!"

"A similar article of furniture." Pet pet.

"Y'know those like head barrier things that go on the side of the headrest on like massage chairs or whatever to keep your head from falling sideways or something? Your tits are like that, except more comfy."

Is Katie asking to get her head squashed between Monoceros's tits, because that's what's happening. Moosh moosh.

Katie emits a flustered squeak of comfort.

Monoceros giggles. Moosh moosh. "You're such a cutie tangerine."

"You're so titty."

"I'm a lot of everything but these are admittedly the things that are squashing your ears right now."

"I am just a sleepy cat. I am just a sleepy kitty cat."

"Awww. You can go to sleep, dumpling."

"Can you... cuddle me to sleep?"

"Just this once." Pet pet.

Eeee! Big milestone! Katie happy! "Can I put my clothes back on first? I'm a little cold."

"I don't think the pearl dress would be very good to sleep in." There's a blanket in reach. It is swooshed over the Katie.

She cuddles up happily to Mo's soft, warm form.