As Trystan's tails tightened around her, she squirmed a bit, though stopped when the air was pushed from her lungs. She breathed in deeply once his tails relaxed, nodding as he apologized. He almost did it again, but to her relief, he held it in. She was almost surprised at his smile. It actually seemed friendly. And with the way he was stroking her hair, Sam was only relaxing into sleep quicker.  She smiled softly, closing her eyes until Trystan mentioned furries and how some humans fantasized about them. She was almost embarrassed that her race was like that, but he was right. If only the people that enjoyed that fetish knew that furries were real.<br/><br/>Sam didn't really like the way Trystan talked about kitty. She was worried he would try to do something to the poor girl, and if Kitty was giving her food, she would try to keep him off of her. She grinned lazily as the tiger asked if Trystan wanted a showdown, but followed with a yawn. "Night." Sam said in return, getting comfy against Trystan as she dozed off.