[Look. Look at the scene before them. This is what their lives have become - lots of petsitting. He stares at the pig for a long moment, and then his gaze shifts down at the cat and lingers there for a moment, and then heads back up again. It's vaguely tempting to say, "Hey, why don't we just ditch this, go find an ice cream place, get sundaes, and then cry a lot about the shitshow that Caissa is to us." Except in Kainese, so a great deal more formal and restrained, and perhaps with alcohol instead of ice cream.
But it's only vaguely tempting and they do have a job to do, so instead he sighed.] I'll attend to the cat...they seem to be chasing me about, regardless of what I do, and you coax down our pig?
You're a hero to us all and/or lowering their guards before I STRIKE.
But it's only vaguely tempting and they do have a job to do, so instead he sighed.] I'll attend to the cat...they seem to be chasing me about, regardless of what I do, and you coax down our pig?