No, Pepi, he's trying to slither out again—we don't reward that!

[Pepi, in her cattiness, gets in a few nice ear rubs and finishes rubbing her scent on his legs before slipping away, off towards a small dish of kitty food in the kitchen beyond.]

Ilya. Seriously. Asra's got tons of personal issues and biases himself. And he's willing to be honest and up-front about them now, if you'll let him. Just... let him? Please. I don't want to see you tearing yourself up or—or suggesting I go after him, or any weird needless nonsense.