She giggles as he brings that up. "Oh? Lonely, are you?" She nuzzles back into him, playfully, obviously more than a little frisky-feeling. "Mmm... I suppose... on one condition," she says, tapping his nose, playfully, with a claw. She shifts, to meet his eyes, then grins. "I can control if I listen in on you fucking the others; you can block or allow me any other time, but I can control that."