Biffy was used to Kitten's intrusions and made a token gesture of batting her away, more concerned about chasing the warmth of Randolph's moving body. Someone was talking and Biffy sighed, cracking one eye open. "That's just Kitten," he said. "She's Daine's." Half asleep and interested in going back to being wholly in that state, he had no interest in explaining the nuances of Daine's and Kitten's relationship.

As he turned, he could feel Kitten pawing at his hair and Biffy curled further against Lyall, trying to protect himself from wakefulness.