Sighing, Treat rolled his eyes as his mental connection into Tanith's dreams was severed. On one hand, she was a child and this was weird conversation. On the other hand, he'd practically handed that retort over to her. He turned to his cousin and smirked. "Sass like that is going to get you your credit card revoked," he informed her.
Crossing his arms over his chest, Treat tried to keep his face stoic. "And not that it's any of your business, but our relationship is professional. She has a veritable cornucopia of bad dreams and they provide me with my sustenance." He highly doubted that Kenna was just going to let the subject drop and short of throwing her over his shoulder, she probably wasn't going anywhere. Though the idea had some merit and appeal.