Barrow Fields do you believe there is loyalty in a man?

as lusca raised a paw to subdue him, tachyon grew limp -- though in the manner of an overwriggly, excited eel. to him any physical contact was a gesture of affection -- positive reinforcement, if you will. the idiot practically beamed under her restraining hand, sending a flurry of licks up her wrist as she queried him. why? this question stumped the man and for a moment confusion crossed clearly across his face -- as if he were at loss for words.

unfortunately for lusca, he wasn't -- and with a grin he wriggled underneath her and rejoined: "because i love you, silly." awkward.