He tries to placate her, a single pale hand reaching out to grope at the space around him to offer pets. Of course, his fingers only brush the soft cotton of his matress.

A grumble and he pops his head out from under the pillows, red eyes trying to seek out the red eyes of said offending creature. Of course, if she's under the bed, then he can't see her without getting up and that's being avoided at all costs.

"Why are you doing this to me?"

Him! A poor little meow meow.