Say It Ain't So

His ears flattened against his head. He thought it was just a simple question (one that he wouldn't mind being asked), but he didn't consider that someone else would feel differently. "Sorry. I just figured it was kind of a 'yes' or 'no' thing. I don't want one right now, either." He hoped that his words would comfort the female into realizing he meant no harm, and that he felt the same way.

He chuckled at her next question. "Well," he started. "I guess I never really found a place to call 'home'. It's not that interesting. I suppose telling you I have an adventurer's heart and want to see the world" (he said this part in an overly confident, bold voice) "would be more interesting. It's usually what I tell people when they ask. Maybe I just want to sound cool." He side-glanced at the 50 shades of grey female, then jumped into the next question. "What was it like growing up with your littermates?" He craved the answer, wanting to know what it was actually like to grow up with siblings, since he hadn't had the chance. Would he and his brothers defend each other to the end? Or would they have bickered and hated each other with a passion? Rob would have taken either option, or anything in between, as long as he had his brothers.