If he could, he would've been doing it then, as he scooted over and dropped his head into Ichigo's lap, eyes closed and body utterly relaxed. The toy, the kitten, the cat nip all forgotten as he soaked in the affection.

It's not like he normally let people touch him all that much, after all. Mostly he just fought people, but this? This he could lean into all day. Or at least until he falls asleep from it.