"As long as nothing goes up in smoke," he says through a slim smile.

The habit of her warming her feet against his leg or some part of it is like clockwork, and his hard work on the kotatsu is immediately rewarded as the heater tempers the chill of the touch. Content to sit with her and chat about holiday traditions and possible things for them to do together over the winter break, Benjiro is not surprised as the three felines enter the room. Cats always seem to know when something worth their while is around.

He scoffs softly at Tigger trying to shove down between them and shakes his head, "There are three other sides and you want to go between us?" As amusing as he finds it to remain a road block, he pushes through his free leg to twist enough to give the boy a way through and under the warming table.