"We can get you another kitty." Courfeyrac smiles down at Combeferre in his lap. His fingers bury themselves in Combeferre's hair without his really telling them to, stroking Combeferre's head as they had Nerium. "Or get that kitty back. I don't think Lesgle's going to eat him. Probably."

Turning to grin at Lesgle and the kitten, he nods. "We're adorable any time, but it's easier t' be adorable when drunk. Nothing else pesky taking up neurons. You and the kitten are 'dorable, too. And Bahorel's pretty cute smelling at his shirt. Yep, we're all 'dorable."