[He watches lazily, half to keep an eye on him to see if he struggles, since he certainly remembers his difficulty earlier, and half blunt curiosity over his new master. When he finally turns around to ask him his favor, Mayoi's ears flick up in interest.]

[After a moment, he sits up properly, tipping his head to the side.]

Oh ...that is not something you need my permission for, Tatsumi-san.

[He offers him a little smile, though.]

But it's nice of you to ask. You may do what you like. I ...I am certain your touch will be much more gentle than what I am used to.