When they have finally, finally ascended the staircase and Benedict has wrestled Athessa to her room, he elbows the door open, picks his way through the various kittens winding against his legs, and deposits her on her bed.

He's worked up quite a sweat, and stands there looking at Athessa like he might just smother her with a pillow now that she's here.

"Sleep," he commands, pointing at her.