It took her a moment to get settled. Usually she would rest her head in the middle of her human pillow’s chest, but lying on the arc reactor wasn’t really a comfortable proposition. She squirmed around a little until she was tucked happily into the various curves of his body, head nestled in the arc of his shoulder. “Warm,” she murmured, idly.There was a bit more fidgeting from Tony, as he got comfortable (or at least more comfortable; full comfort would be difficult to achieve) on the floor. “Occasionally, I’m pretty sure you’re a cat,” he commented, as he fiddled with a strand of her hair.
“Raised by,” she replied, laughing a little. “Don’t say that around Loki, he might turn me into one, and there are enough around here.” She doodled nonsensical designs on his stomach with one hand.