Granted. So long as you can ensure I'm rich and none of my strays are ever wanting for anything. That's one of the good things about this ace, you know. People can bitch and complain all they want, but no one here is ever lacking. We have food and companionship. Even if I get confused at times by certain words, I still wouldn't change anything.

[If Chloe understood him, she didn't seem to care. Tiny needle like claws dug into his finger.]

Not so tricky. They just have to have a firm parent to make sure they don't get unruly and they're as sweet as apple pie. [A wistful sigh left her, her next statement coming unbidden.] ...At least someone's purring. [And cue blush.]