he stared at her for a long moment, lips pressed together as he tried, and failed, to come up with a counterargument that didn’t sound completely hypocritical.
‘that’s not the same thing.’ he paused, giving her a look. ‘i’m capable of taking care of myself.’
"Fitzy, baby", she crooned, smiling playfully. "You are a highly time-consuming responsibility, yet I manage you just fine. I water you, I walk you, I dress you up...a puppy will be an absolute breeze compared to keeping you alive."