[His fur bristles even more when Yang goes back to stroking his hand. It feels nice, yes, but also

help]

I meant literally, not--I mean, you're going to turn into a monster eventually. Physically. Fun, I know. I can't help you about the other thing.

[He's getting the sneaking suspicion that maybe this person isn't of reputable moral standing if she's going on about being told she'll go to hell or being called a monster.]

Just a question, um--who, uh, exactly are you?

[He doesn't just mean her name, but....]