Xitco purred quietly, as she started to touch gingerly where his scars were. A feeling of doubt rushed over him and he pulled his head away. "Do you want me...doing...this? Because, I can stop.." he asked almost silently, sort of regretting stopping at all. He murmmered a curse under his breath and weaver a law through her hair. Making sure to be soft, he picked her up and put her on his lap, his tails rubbing her legs and his face still in front of here as she had her hands on his back. It felt so good to have this interaction with someone, and he preferred if it didn't stop. But he was willing to for her sake. The feline blinked slowly, and purred. His hands were still holding her waist do she didn't fall off the perch that was his lap.