"Then perhaps you can supply me with reassurances... as I am not certain that I will pass on something inefficient."

He stepped up to Avon, slipping his hand into his and twining their fingers in a sweet replica of a gesture shown to him long ago. "If worse comes to worse and our attempts eventually fail, then I will simply clone you. Then I can be assured he would turn out positively."

He doubted Avon would agree, but like any good cat he needed the stroke to his ego. And Avon very much was like a cat.