No, don't go away warm good safe! The distance earns a sad little mewling of protest, but he listens to the question, even if it is weird.

"Good safe," David answered because that was what Balthier was. "Mine."

The word was added because for him, it was true. This was his. Claimed even. So he reached for Balthier again, trying to bring him back to nuzzle more.