[Angry fluffed up cat noise (aka he's groaning a little and pressing his face into Wolfwood's titty like mrrrrghghghhh, he's fine). He wants to be loved! Please love him. :( ]

...I know you're not. You just said you weren't moving today about five minutes ago. [But he's getting up now, pushing off of Wolfwood and grabbing clean clothes from his stuff. Before he heads into the bathroom, he gives Wolfwood one last glance, frowning.] I really like spending time with you, and I like sleeping with you. You realise you're not paying for this anymore, don't you?

[And then he'll slip into the bathroom to let Wolfwood marinate on that for a bit.]