Lena wants to butt her head against him and circle him before curling up on his lap because even though she's not a witch or a siren or anything else useful, she can pick up on misery and a good cud-

Oh God, she IS NOT a cat.

But now she's already next to him, Will Cabot. Didn't change at all in four years, still something like out of a Catholic image. "Shit."