A slow blink followed and Erik's brow furrowed. "Creature?" The first thing to cross his mind was that some stray animal was in the room. A cat, an opossum, or a rat. The list went on, but the thought derailed by the slight tickle of Charles' fur and whiskers under his chin. He pulled away slightly and grunted in what he hoped sounded like approval of the request. "On the pillow so you don't get crushed."