"Yeah," he started; still just as amused. "Tried teaching him how to play fetch, and all he did was gave me the same look he gave you."

He's still a little sad about that, but they had other things to worry about in the meantime that took precedence. He raised an eyebrow at the sudden apology. Again? "Why are you apologizing?" He knew where Kosmo's loyalty lay. Who he saw as pack. "He expects pets and hugs, and pretty sure he smells the same feathery friends' scent on you as your friend."