"Me, neither," he agreed, glad to stop anxiously watching her do her laps to gather her close again, not terribly eager to reclaim that personal space even in the expanse of the empty field, leaving sparks jumping between them wherever his fingers alighted restlessly. With his tail curled up where both of them could see, it didn't look like it had been too badly abused, at least with any broken skin. If the first good pinch they got on him did any damage, the bruise was going to be hard to see under the black skin. "Of course not, good as new," he insisted, and was quick to jump back to, "I'll see what I can do about covering it. Those things might get bold about coming out at night."