Cat felt the tension from worry melting away as he settled into Alcuin's arms. Snuggling up to him, arms wrapping around the other man's waist and head resting upon his shoulder. Relishing in the feel of those fingers in his hair. Cat would be lying if he did not admit to liking how Alcuin spoiled him, because the nephilim certainly did spoil him.
"I was worried," he said, admitting to it. He did not like seeing Alcuin distressed, not at all. He never wanted to see it again either. His eyes slid closed at the kiss and touch. Alcuin one of the few in his life that need no worry about catching cold from him who was constantly not well. Not that Cat, with how he was, noticed the difference. HE didn't know what it meant to be well, after all.
"Hmm?" Cat looked up and then sat up properly, letting Alcuin look him over. Head tilting and then smiling. "I do feel really good, actually. I don't know if I ever felt so good before." He then moved back in to snuggle up to his dear friend that meant so much to him. "For once maybe you and Scott wont have to worry so much over me."