He doesn't tend to stay in his own cabin much anymore, for what that's worth. Mine's right next to his and he's mostly moved in at this point. [What is modesty? He barely knows her.] But that's noted, if you catch anything happening outside I can guarantee you that it ain't me doing it at least. Can't control what he gets up to with others.

[Mm. He goes quiet for the longest moment, attention shifting back off the deck again, tail slowly flicking behind him. Yeah, he can... think of a few reasons why that might not have gotten the reaction she expected.]

'Cause he's used to it. The one holding his leash back home isn't the askin' type, if you catch my drift.