[Kain certainly has a way of interrupting tender moments when it suits his fancy, but Ignis can't find it within him to complain as the wyvern's warm and familiar weight lumbers onto the bed and proceeds to burrow its way between their legs. He shifts to allow Kain room, though not quite enough to let it part the two of them-- and yet there's no denying the broad and bright smile that pulls at his lips as Steven showers affection on his winged charge. It's always pleased him to know that the two of them got along.]

He certainly doesn't think so. I sometimes worry that with my work schedule, he gets a bit bored-- I'm glad that he and Aron get on so well.

[He reaches to lightly scratch at the back of Kain's head, and the wyvern gives a pleased coo at the affection he's receiving from the both of them.]

Aron is used to having playmates, I'm sure, but I'm glad Kain has taken so well to having one, too.