Chicago walked straight over to Crowley, delicately stepping over the mess on the floor, and butted her head against his leg, mewing plaintively. Crowley came out of his very focussed world and gathered her up in his arms, checking her over carefully to see if she'd been hurt. She seemed to be all right, so instead he just held her gently, petting her soft fur, and began to pay attention to what was happening around him. For her part, Chicago settled comfortably in his arms and started purring.