[She frowns, then, puffing her cheeks out.] We're both perfectly capable of handling ourselves, [So says the girl who dissociated so badly she let a therapist convince her it was a good idea to pretend to be her dead sister for over a year, but, details.] But maybe we should find more of it to offer him while wearing hats. He'd be adorable with cat ears.

There's-- yeah, come here. [She loops her arm through his at the elbow and pulls him behind her to whatever has been designated as her space within Household Royal, and stoops to look at the ears in a little mirror she has. She stands straight again a moment later to look at the tail, smiling widely.] I would almost be okay with these staying longer than however long this chocolate is in our systems.