Duibhe does seem rather interested in sniffing Bastien's finger, almost leaning over too far up until Trahearne reaches up to steady her. "I'm sure I have enough affection for the both of you," he says with a smile, leaning in to kiss his temple. Duibhe meeps in protest at her perch moving around so much, digging her claws in hard enough that Trahearne winces, opting to move her to the table. She immediately toddles over to the basket of food to inspect it, leaving her preoccupied for the moment.

"It's not just that she's fluffy, though that helps. One of the forts the Pact took over in the fight against Zhaitan had a trio of mousers that often kept me company. I greatly valued how well they could cheer everyone up. You're quite good at cheering me up too, Bastien. I'll make sure your trust in my animal training skills isn't misplaced."

That he hadn't done it before was a little bit of an issue... but how hard could it be? Trahearne felt that he wasn't so weak to cat-like animals that he couldn't be firm with Duibhe. Or at least, he thought he wasn't.