There's a general chorus of laughter, and Vorela pokes him, teasingly. "I'm glad you got over that idea. If you'd tried to treat me like a pet, you might be missing a few fingers." She gives a soft sigh and leans against him. "Maybe the two of you should spend some time together, alone and away from all this responsibility? Let your avatars handle things, for a little while, and reconnect with your mother?"