book 4: drinks for two

Her question literally shocks him. Eyes widen, lips sputtering booze practically all over her. Does the girl not remember that he has a wife? His eyes then squint as he tries to figure it out. But the way she's staring at him with those big doe eyes, he can't help it. Part of him wants to say yes. She wouldn't take up much space, but fuck. No. Modesty. Yes. He gives his head a shake and gently places a paw on her head, scuffing her fur. "Silly girl, no. If you think Modesty is terrifying now, don't let her find out you suggested that," there is a seriousness in his tone even if he is almost as drunk as she is.