Cat gave a little yawn, lips moving against the side of Scott's neck, his warm breath puffing out at the end against it as well. Sleepy and content. "Good. Alcuin is comfy. He lets me sleep with music, and doesn't mind how I cuddle when I sleep. He's also warm. Warmer than my plushies."
He then smiled a bit, lips still close enough that with movement they brushed along the werewolf's skin. "You are too. Comfy and warm. More solid than Alcuin, though. I like that. I like you both."