[... yeah, okay. Now he knows Eithan's doing that on purpose. His ears pin against his hair not unlike a cat's, and he reaches up to gently push Eithan's face away.]

Excuse you, those are sensitive.

[A huff.]

I need to clean myself up and start preparations for dinner. [Dinner is in six hours but that doesn't deter him any.] As much as I hate to detach from you, I fear I must.