Like a commanding officer, huh? [Felix considers this. He prefers to fight alone and never did develop any skill or inclination for leading battalions, but that was when he himself was part of the battle. Training his...pet to fight for him, to compete with others? That, he thinks he can get behind.

He blinks at Dimitri's device. Does his do that, too?] Purr...loin. That joke is so bad I would have expected you to laugh at it. And I have no idea what it means that she apparently has an affinity for...the dark? Guess I'll find out.

[And the idea of a rivalry is, he has to admit, intriguing. Maybe there's a reason this particular cat took a liking to him, after all. Despite her less than helpful behavior otherwise. He gives her an evaluative look, nodding in approval.] It sounds like she'll do whatever it takes to win. I respect that.