The catfolk was offended.<strong>"But I am big and strong! I am! Can take everyone here in wrestling, and carry any four of you..."</strong>said the hundred pound catboy who looked smallest of all in the room, especially next to the fullness of such bodies as Shajira, Kimiko, and Lucy.<strong>"And I am not just a cook. I am a fighter! I cook because... someone has to keep you lot fed. Have you seen when a mage is angry and hungry? We almost lose guild hall to that a few times." </strong>His voice goes all high and scratchy, and he coughs to get himself back to the tone he tries to use in conversation. It was even more adorable when he didn't change his voice, almost as if he should be saying things like 'Nyan', but he wanted very much to be taken seriously. He didn't want to be the next Chopper or other animal sidekick. He was an adventurer!