"Careful snogging dogs. You might turn into a werewolf and then things might get really interesting," Ella grinned, leaning back against Terrence in suit, "crabs and lycanthropy." She'd probably have a problem if he did try to control the impulse to touch her considering she never controlled her own impulse. She liked that they were always touching, mostly because she was a physical person but also just because it was Terrence.
Her hand moved to curl around his thigh as she laughed. "Candy Cane? Her name is deceptive if the other crab's worthy of Blue Balls. Maybe you should rename her Sister Mary Catherine. Sounds less like a stripper." And then she snorted back another laugh. "We're missing a Ho...unless Candy Cane qualifies," she grinned. She liked the names and the crabs and was more than happy to add to their collection of pets. "Let's just hope the acromantula won't eat them."
Leaning back against the couch, Ella moved to stretch her legs out, though her feet didn't quite reach the coffee table. "That would be badass. Let's train them to attack trespassers. I want a White Hawk. I will walk around with it perched on my shoulder, tripling my intimidation factor," she laughed. Really, she'd get excited about any pets they brought around. And training hawks sounded like a fun way to occupy her time since she didn't exactly have a job anymore.