He rubbed Ash's back, murring in pleasure as the bronze settled in the corner, her pussy swollen and needy, but he wasn't interested in her yet. "Sorry, didn't hear you, Kammy. I don't mind the fact you are more aggressive than a pack of three-headed Sirrushs on a dragon's trail, normally it is sort of endearing. But you need to learn when to STOP. I suspect that is why our daughter pushed away from you, you don't know when to stop. Which is why the constructs don't trust you, and do trust Ash. And why I don't put you in charge of real campaigns."