Rezo ends up balancing almost entirely on Lioriley’s shoulder and upper arm, and it’s a measure of how small he currently is that that’s possible. (Although if Lioriley moves suddenly enough, she may feel tiny pinpricks from Rezo inadvertently digging in with his claws.)

As soon as she’s done and patting his back, Rezo agreeably clambers back down to settle in her arms, lodging himself between her chest and the bundle of his clothes. He has more stability down there! …And, well, it’s a very nice spot to be, stretching out with his tail sticking out over her elbow, leaning his head against her.

“Is this position suitable?” he asks, just to confirm.