She gives out an audible sigh. Yes of course he'd insist he's fine. But he gets up there without any big accidents. So she doesn't press it now. "Well she deserves to." She points out, "Don't move his hand or anything. He should know not to pet a cat on its stomach, goodness."

She stalks around the base of the desk, peering up. "...Oooh. Maybe some of her laws are in that folder. Knock it down, I'll look through."

It seems that Chanel has accepted the chaos of being a cat within the first five minutes.