[Someone saying "oh, pills don't normally work on me, my body's all weird" is just like catnip to him. He's prepared to completely sacrifice the nice kitty act and start being a right menace. He's already got a short-list of things to test. If she did have some kind of resistance to whatever horny drugs they put in things imagine if he could isolate it! No one would need to fuck! So, maybe it's for the best that a hand snaps onto his wrist with surprising force.]
Huh? [the spontaneously manifesting collar and the sharp tug] Wah!
[He's looking up at her again, trying to understand but this time he can't use his hands to "investigate" impolitely.]
... don't know what you're talking about! Just, uh, thinking about your health, Mistress! [or, wait, was this his fault for saying mistress?] Elphelt?
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Huh? [the spontaneously manifesting collar and the sharp tug] Wah!
[He's looking up at her again, trying to understand but this time he can't use his hands to "investigate" impolitely.]
... don't know what you're talking about! Just, uh, thinking about your health, Mistress! [or, wait, was this his fault for saying mistress?] Elphelt?