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It made Eljay feel a little more uncomfortable yet that she asked him not to be submissive. He tried to straighten out a little, but it was hard to suppress his instincts and so he remained rather submissive-looking, tail hanging low -- though not tucked -- and head low too. Though he stood at her height size-wise, since he neared nine months of age, he didn't feel very tall at all. Eljay often forgot that he was near adult size nowadays himself, and he probably looked smaller because of the way he carried himself too.

He noticed that she called him Elijay, and wondered if maybe he hadn't pronounced his name right. Asking her to say it differently seemed rude though, and Eljay shifted his weight while he tried to think of good ways to say such a thing. Eventually he piped up, clearly nervous as he spoke: "My name, uhm, it's Eljay. I... Maybe I said it wrong." He looked away, feeling heated in the face and kind of embarrassed that he had to tell her this. He would pay extra good care to pronounce it right next time, just in case.