"Do not," she replied childishly. As he mentioned Tigger, she giggled, rocking from side to side as he shifted his legs beneath her. She gripped his knee in one hand, eyes wide. "Don't do that! 'n Tigger was special. He was a special tiger, and Sam keeps tellin' me that he's not like Tigger." She rolled her eyes. "Not even a little."
As he mentioned the need to keep the new people safe, she sighed. "Ah know you do," she said, patting his knee before releasing it. "But sometimes ya can't hold yourself responsible when people do stupid shit." Shrugging, she leaned back into the couch. "Ah mean, if that guy in D2 goes 'n throws a rock at Shere Khan, can ya help it if he gets mauled? No."
When he laughed, she scowled. "Ah do! Ah've been hidin' what Ah can do! S'not my fault that fuckin' bitch used to live in D5 called me out in fronna the whole buildin'!" Crossing her arms, she huffed. "Ah wish Ah could," she muttered. "Ah dunno if Ah can do anythin' with people." She glanced over at him, pouting. "D'you think there's a legal way we can use him as my first guinea pig?"