He frowned, and after being pushed out of the way, he took several steps backwards. It was only because of his agility that he managed to not fall over at the abruptness of the push.<br/><br/>He looked back and forth between the two women, listened to them both, wondered. Cass had a point, though he did appreciate Erica's concern over his well being. "Honey, it's okay. I'm alright with this. I'm eating her food, and staying in her place. I will do what I can to make sure I earn that. Life never gives us free rides. And I don't think she will kill me. That would be one hell of a hassle, wouldn't it?"<br/><br/>"And if you ever have any chores for me, anything you want me to do, Cassidy, I will do my best to do it. And Erica, I have said it before, and I will say it again. If you want to feed on me, please do it. I could feed Cass at the beginning of the night, and feed you before you go to bed for the day, and that way, I won't be at risk for dying." For the most part, he was genuinely motivated, not only for his stated reason, but also because of his inherent--and now, reinforced--desire to do everything he can for his Domitor. The fact that he would enjoy those feedings was icing on the cake.