" Seeing my shaking hands, Clint came over to curl up in my lap, his delicate paw stroking my chest in a “there, there” manner. Which was patently absurd. I refused to be comforted by that. He purred at me, the ridiculous creature, and I found myself petting him without making the conscious decision to do so. Which, of course, only made him purr louder. "

― Honor Raconteur , Magic Outside the Box (The Case Files of Henri Davenforth, #3)