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Liz had asked him to straighten up, so Red shuffled a few things around, cleared out spots to sit down, and shoved some things under the bed.

He's laying on the bed now with a group of cats, giving them extra attention as he waits for Liz to come in with Laura.

"One of you guys gets new digs today, how 'bout that?"

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X dislodges Farrah and Steve very carefully, then stands up in order to take the box.

Then she hesitates. Again.

"I -- "

It is entirely probable that she's going over the layout of her apartment, determining whether space for a cat tree exists, and if so, where.

And after a moment --

"That would be good. If it is not too big."

Someone here is a pushover.

(Maybe more than one someone.)

Red shakes his head in response.

"Not at all, I can move it for ya." And any furniture that might be in it's way.

He looks over the available trees and picks one that isn't too big, keeping in mind Liz said Laura has an apartment.

A cat or three has to be removed before he can pick it up.

"Okay," X says, after studying the cat tree Hellboy just picked up.

And, with the box at her arms and the cats at her feet --

"Thank you."

"Before you guys go tramping through the halls with all that stuff--" Liz says, setting Bubbles down, and she crosses the room and opens the closet door.

And, what do you know, the general hum of conversation and clinking glasses comes through; Milliways sits in the doorway.

She shoots the door a look. "Now it works."

X shoots a quick glance at the door she came in through.

"It will be more discreet," she says, after a moment.

"And safer."

And it will give Steve fewer opportunities to make a run for it.

Well, to make a run for it to anywhere other than Milliways.

X is already moving to follow him, stopping only to scoop up Farrah and deposit her in the box.

At least she moves fast, too?

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Glad that the closet door is cooperating, Red hefts the cat tree and head that way.

"Yeah, Milliways has seen way crazier sights than this, I'm sure."

Liz shakes her head faintly with a tiny wave as they go.

That was a very un-dramatic goodbye. She'll count that as a win.

She perches on the arm of the chair to wait. Bubbles hops up on the seat and she scratches under his chin. "It'll be a little less crowded in here now," she tells him, and he mraows.

Red comes back in a bit later, dusting his hands off and closing the door.

He picks up the nearest cat, and settles it in the crook of his arm to pet.

"They're all in Laura's apartment."

Liz tilts a small, crooked smile at him and crooks a beckoning finger.

He gives Mr. Anderson a quick scritch under the chin, then sets the cat down and moves over towards Liz, taking a seat beside her.

She swings her feet up and braces them against the opposite armrest, legs comfortably across him. She rests her hand on his near shoulder and leans up to press a kiss to his mouth.

"Thank you," she says, tiny smile still firmly in place.

His arm goes around her, and he holds her against him.

"You gave up Steve." His way of saying not everything to help Laura was his doing.

She shrugs very slightly, an easy move. "I'm pretty sure he'll stand less chance of almost being eaten by a baby dragon, with Laura," she says, light and a little wry. (She'll miss him, but A) she can visit, B) he's in good hands, and C) Red is changing the subject.) She brushes his chin with her thumb. "You were really good with her."

"Yeah?"

He loves her touch, and tilts his chin for it, eyes closing slightly.

He could say more, but would rather here what she has to say.

"Yeah," she murmurs firmly, sliding her fingers up to stroke his cheek.

That's all she wrote; sorry, Red.

He can probably feel her smile against his skin as she slips her hand out of the way and kisses his cheek, though, so it's not all bad.

He'll take a kiss, that works just fine.

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