He wuffs at her, softly. Don't worry about it. Barely seen behind him, his tail swishes back and forth. His own sweet tooth is something that's only recently come to light; even though he's always had it, he never really allowed himself to indulge in it before he came here. It's still something that embarrasses him a little, just because of how prevalent it's become in his life. The Baskervilles bribe him into good moods by putting maple syrup treats in his path wherever he goes, for pity's sake.

It hasn't escaped him during their visits, however, that Shelly tends to have multiple sugar bowls in the kitchen, and that they are uncommonly large sugar bowls. Given the way all the Breaks flock to her, he's certain she keeps them so that the Breaks will all remain properly sugared up. He isn't strictly a Break and doesn't want to be, but the way the Lady extended her warmth and kindness to him automatically does help him feel a little less guilty about the dent he puts in her sugar stash. She's used to it, no doubt, so...