"Oh well," Pen chuckled, but she also ignores the cat, resting her face against Freya's hair, kissing at it.

She hums thoughtfully at the much more genuine statement, closing her eyes and rolling that around in her head a moment before deciding what to say. She didn't want to deny it, because it was definitely high praise and it made her heart soar, but she wasn't doing anything she thought was particularly remarkable either.

At last, she manages.

"I try. But so are you, Freya."