[ But this is natural, as far as she sees it! How long does one expect a spider to starve when a juicy fly is in the net? She'd been leaning in more and more like a hunter with its prey - only for Drake to kill the mood, albeit with good intentions.

Morgana pulls back, sighing heavily. ]

That... would be my father.

[ Wordlessly and without looking back, she holds up the palm of her hand. Obediently, Eek and Squeak pick up the still-buzzing device and drop it into her hand. She flashes it a glare before trying to find the block button.]

I guess I should warn you, he's not going to approve of you. ... Not that he's approved of anything I've ever done.