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Watching the large, tawny colored cat stuffing itself half-way into his shirt was cute - unbearably cute because cats stuffing themselves into things (boxes, bags, etc) just was unbearably cute - and once the "laundry" settled, he picked up the basket to feel the heft of it.

"It's okay, you're not that heavy." He chuckled a little bit as he started back towards Hillworth and their shared dorm room. "Don't worry about the purring too much, I don't think anyone's gonna notice." Colin was confident, absolutely confident in his ability to get Björn - cat form or no - back "home"...and after? Well...he was certain he could get some help from another senshi...Castor or...god, there were others that Castor had told him about...others that were good and kind and willing to help (generally speaking).

"Whatever it takes, Björn...we're going to get you back to normal. I promise."

At least the walk home would be fairly comfortable for the Swede!cat - Colin tried to keep it level and steady even when they were going up or down hills; he wanted to get back ASAP...the longer they were out in the open, the more likely they were to be stopped or questioned...and the more likely it was that more of their dorm-mates would be awake.

As much as Colin wanted to kick the prefect's a** for calling him Twinkle Toes, he bit his tongue and let the verbal abuse roll off him without comment; if he'd started something with the douchebag, he'd probably start poking at the laundry basket...and that would have been BAD.

Mentally he made a note to kick his a** (or put s**t in his shoes...something for revenge) as soon as possible while opening the door to their room and swiftly locking it shut behind them before setting the basket on the floor. "That guy is such a d**k!"

Within their room, things were a good bit messier than usual, save for Colin's bed. It was neatly made - but missing pillows - with his bookbag resting atop the coverlet...Björn's bed, however, was another thing entirely: unmade, clearly the curly-haired blond had been sleeping in it. Had it really been laundry day, the Swede would have noticed that several of his shirts that had formerly been clean(ish) now needed laundering...and on the laptop, Colin's laptop, the screen was filled with a "Have You Seen Me?" type flyer dominated by a photobooth picture of Björn (where Colin's face had been mostly cropped out).

"Um, I hope you don't mind, I was kind of crashing in your bed..." Colin went over to his laptop and closed the flyer before leaning over a minute to compose a message that he shipped off to Castor (he didn't want to power-up just to send a text and the older senshi had given him some alternate ways of contacting him) in the hopes that maybe answers were to be had. Once done, he half shut the screen and turned to see if his boyfriend-cat was magically human again. No such luck. "Do you want something to eat or drink? I've got a bowl somewhere..." Kitties needed bowls for water, even boyfriend-kitties.

A few minutes of Colin scrambling around the room would get things somewhat situated for the inclusion of cat to dorm, then he dropped onto Björn's bed wearily. "I hope this is easy to fix...Castor might know, I sent him a message. If he doesn't...there are others I can ask." He wondered about telling his boyfriend about Derpraline and Guardian cats, but didn't know if that was a good idea - no matter how close they were, talking cats being part of their daily lives would be a weird stretch...but then again, so was his turning into a sailor sushi. "At least with you home I can stop worrying so much."

He'd been scared, plain and simple. Now he was worried, but not scared so much. And tired. "And maybe get some decent sleep."

Mental note: get snapshot of Björn-as-a-cat for self. Before he'd lain down on the messy, unmade bed, Colin had snagged his cell to get two quick snaps of his boyfriend, sending them to his e-mail as almost an afterthought before dropping the electronic device back onto the desk.

The cat looked pleased about something, but what that was Colin didn't know and couldn't bother asking because he was getting marked and head-bumped in a very cute, very sweet manner. Yes yes, Björn "owned" him. That's what it meant when a cat marked you, right? The blond rested one hand on the soft fur of Björn's fuzzy back as the cat sprawled across his torso.

"Maybe." He sighed a little bit, eyes tracking shapes on the ceiling idly, "I mean, if they saw one a cat with the star on it's forehead, they'd definitely try to pick it up."

Evil Senshi? Yep, Castor had told him about how a senshi could be corrupted and turned to the Negaverse...it was a horrible thing, and reversible but pretty much so dangerous to try not even 'royals' would try it much. "It's gotta be related to the Negaverse...I don't know how or why they'd do it, but...yeah. Sorcery seems about right." He didn't want to tell his boyfriend about evil senshi, but the more that Björn knew, the better protected he was. "Castor said that there are evil Senshi...they're Corrupted and forget all about being good."

Colin, not thinking about what he was doing, kissed the fuzzy, purring head of Björn-kitty. "I'm just glad you're here now. I'll keep you safe and take care of everything until we get this figured out. If Castor doesn't know, I can try to ask Pray...though she may not understand enough to tell me anything..." Colin's voice was kind of dreamy, floating a little bit but a thought kicked into his head; "Björn...if you need something...food or anything, just wake me up, okay? I think we need a nap now...."