Leaning against Bull is easy- he radiates heat, he's solid, Tony trusts him enough to know he won't step away on a whim; between his comforting bulk and whatever it is in the kittens that makes everything seem less awful? He's pretty well relaxed and smiley by the time Dorian wanders over.

"Peakittens. No sign of a mother." He reaches up, careful not to disturb the one on his chest, and smooths his fingers through tufts of pale blue fur. "The nest was abandoned so either something happened or- I don't know? We're taking them back to the village since there aren't any other nests in the area that'll take them in. Not that we've found."