"Other than the obvious," Luag murmured with a small smile as he reached out to squeeze Nate's shoulder. Sighing as he focused down on the kneazle, he shook his head. "Ye think he would've gotten 'nough attention with more people ta cuddle him." Scooting his chair back, he wrapped his arms around the middle of the large feline as he stood up. "Come on, ye beastie. Ye have ta let Nate sweet talk his cards back ta sleep. Otherwise they might attack ye in the night," he teased Caineal as he hoisted him over his shoulder. "A few more months o' this an' we'll be all set fer dealin' with a wee one."