"Good." Howard gets up, gets the bowl and a spoon from the cupboard, and sits back down with Cedric. He also grabs the clothes on the floor with his other hand and passes them over. He sits across from Cedric, letting the cat take his lap, his knees touching Cedric's so Cedric knows he's there. His hand makes little circles around Cedric's knee. Not snuggling, maybe, but that calming physical contact.

"Personally, I think you might be cuter now." He tilts his head over to the side as if considering this, before just eschewing the spoon and drinking straight from the bowl. "Although you were pretty cute then."