Mjolnir jumped up onto Aunt Cathy's bed, as delighted to see her as she was to see him. Cathy paused in her story to make over him, stroking his back as he turned back and forth under her hand, purring, arching his back. He had been feeling a little down--it was Cassie and Louie who had actually rescued her. All he had managed to do was see to it that the idiot hound got his rocks off. But the welcome he received from Aunt Cathy drove the sef-doubt from his mind. When he thought about it, protecting her from corporeal dangers really wasn't in his job description anyway. he settle in her lap, continuing to purr loudly while his front paws kneaded the blanket that covered her.