Sorry, I was tending my plants and making lunch.She's not big on cuddling, unless she's just recently woken up. Even then, she'll cuddle with you. You can't cuddle back or she runs away.
I had a cat like that once, when I lived at my parents'. A one-eyed solid grey tomcat from outside. He was wild and unapproachable at first. I tamed him over a couple of years. He also tamed himself because he wanted in the house. But he was a food thief who woud open the fridge door so he seldom slept in. He would do the rubbing himself. He didn't like to see a hand coming towards his head. One thing that made him redouble his affections was my singing in lower tones and not too avangardistic melodies. Our old siamese cat, for all her own discordant voice, would meow to show how she was annoyed when I sang. Each one to his own...
Better not let my lunch burn now.