Felih's ears immediately pin back, heart starting to race and pound in his chest as he loses all appetite.

"You- what? You can't just- that would be murder!" he stammers, in a hushed and strained whisper, eyes wide as his tail starts to lash back and forth anxiously. He glances around, ears swiveling about as if he was searching for any sign of anyone eavesdropping- and then he adds quietly, "I already- he survived the fire. I can't just go to him- not in the open..."

His hands are trembling. The mere memories of the man that didn't just own him, but all the other men and women he was trying to still protect...

"...I... I have someone keeping tabs on him, but..."