Emma couldn't help the delighted grin that bubbled up then. "You're an absolute softy, you know that, right?" She touched his shoulder as he came back, leaning in to kiss his cheek. "We'll figure out a way to make the cat not make your eyes water, seeing as I'm guessing he already thinks he's yours. And I'm thinking he might be right."
She tugged the door open then, holding it for Neville to go through.