"Must be my overprotective Valkyrie vibes going wild," Freyja agreed, wondering if the previous distance between them was making her crazy. Nothing wrong with feeling protective of Freyr though. She would have fought off legions for him.
She looked around the living room as they entered, but Honkers wasn't to be seen. "He's doing much better," Freyja said. "Whatever was wrong, he seems to have brushed it off now. I'm sure he'll be jumping into your lap the moment you sit down. I had the building manager up for tea and Honkers would not leave him alone. That cat is as demanding of male attention as I am."