Pansy leaned back and purred almost, looking at Cass with a warm glow in her eyes. 'No, you wouldn't,' she told him. 'But you are a good priest. A very good one!' She smiled happily, beaming at him.
Preening, she smoothed back her hair. Then she looked around in a slightly shifty manner. 'Harry gets to take Polly outside to eat dirt, and he gets to chase her toys, and he gets chewed on, and he gets to feed her with a spoon. And he listens to her bang her pots. I just have to cuddle her and love her and hand her off to Wicksy when she needs a nappy changed....' she admitted. 'It's win-win, really. For me...' After a moment, she added, 'And for Polly.'