You are childish and ridiculous.

[Nepeta wasn't acting quite like he expected her to, today. Maybe it was the dream. It's not as if there were piles of crap anywhere.

He lifts the arm she latched onto again to bring her face to face with himself when he rolls onto his back.]

But you are not stupid, you are my moirail. I canter even begin to imagine what I would be without you crouching in my quadrant.