*shuffles back in around the edges, watches the growing cuddle huddle with gleaming eyes*

Yes, yes.... Pack in nice and tightly so reaping your souls is all the easier...

On a moderately distracting and disarming note, hello again people I've spoken to about three times! It's raining, which I love! But I smell like wet cat and my robe is all droopy. Even my floppy hat is more... floppy. Mayhaps I should find a toasty little midget slave to light on fire so they can follow me around and keep me warm with their sweet, delicious roast lalafell smell.