"But?" Gen asked, since that seemed like a leading statement.

He was smiling warmly as Orion gently gnawed on a captured finger with little kitten teeth. "Well. In that case. I can certainly help you bond with him. We have ample time on this train, I don't believe that will be hard.

Gen raised his gaze and gave him a deadpan look in turn. "Yes, but Eva said he'd be for your protection. So, will he ... breathe fire? Sprout tentacles? Grow into a twelve-foot-all cat? I don't exactly take anything on face value on this train anymore, dearest."