“Ama is mine,” Noctus said. “I should be her everything.” “She’s a cat. That’s never going to happen,” Aristide said, his tone placid considering we’d just witnessed Noctus’s terrifying displeasure moments ago. “Also, let me rephrase my previous judgment—you are a tyrannical, jealous pet owner.
Oo... yeah that's a lot .... now I'm worried about the translation of 'ownership' once he finds her human half .... ><
