Yes, thank you - I'd rather not chance losing my suite, and... whatever my newfound situationship with His Highness might be called.
He seemed to take exception to "sugar daddy", so I've yet to ask.

[And he is SO leaning right into her claws. Even reaching up to wrap his arms around her arm, holding it nice and snug.
So he can rub his cheek against her like a cat, of course.]

Oh, you've captured the exoskeleton perfectly... is this your Summer shapeshifting?
Or, perhaps, a use of animal transformations...?