It's their house now, as far as Barcus is concerned. He made that commitment when he invited Bel to stay with him in the first place, and it feels right, now. As much as he loves Ashton, thrives on their visits, it wouldn't be right to separate them from their friends--but he doesn't really want to be alone, either. He's been alone for too long.

He laughs softly. "She will. She'll come right for us as usual, but I think if I feed her she'll take the hint."

One good thing about a fluff-brained cat, they're easy to distract.

True to form, her ears perk at the sound of the doorknob turning, and she runs to meet them. Barcus gives Bel an apologetic look and vanishes into the kitchen for a moment to pour a few treats in a bowl for her. But once that's done, he re-emerges and makes a beeline for the drow, putting both arms around his waist. "Now I'm all yours."