Tas wasn't sure what to do. He stood up slowly and stepped back. Now that the immediately danger was over, he could feel the pain in the claw marks on his arm and his nose. Fuck, he'd be a mess tomorrow. He saw that she was trying to find a way around him. He didn't want to get clawed again but he didn't want to lose her either. He stepped to the side, to block her way.
"Hey, kitty," Tas said, trying to keep his voice soothing, "Can I pet you?"