Goddess man, you really have to leave me with bruises each time? I know how much you like to mark me, but still. / Hey bud, you’re alright./Sire are you alright? I thought I heard something down this hall. / Call for us if you need anything. / Please, milady, stay behind me. His royal highness will actually kill me if any harm comes to you. / I’m just like the rest of you! Why do I always have to be treated so poorly over absolutely nothing? I’m sick of it!