"He could do with some spoiling."

Something of a true statement. Ruadh does not have the look of a creature that's had an easy time of it, if the scarring is any indication.

But the question is given due consideration as Ellis folds himself downward to scruff one hand up along Ruadh's scarred shoulder, thumb at his velvety cheek. Obvious fondness in Ellis' face for it, lingering as he tips his head to look up at her.

"Talk to him," Ellis advises. "He'll be lonely, otherwise, and he understands conversation just fine."

This is surely not a hardship.

"And when you think of it, scratch him about the ears. Like this."

Ellis' hand turns up, holding out for Wysteria's own hand to be guided.