He groans and rolls his eyes in an exaggerated motion toward Tim, if only he could see it. Really? That's what he's asking about? Eyes on the fucking prize here, man.

And Asmodia's following up on it too, wonderful. Yes, all right, the animal is moderately interesting (aren't familiars like - some fantasy thing?), but he's starting to get pretty impatient to know why Asmodia is here.

He makes a cursory swat toward her, but he doesn't quite have the heart to make actual contact, she still looks so cold from walking through him. He sighs and resigns himself to wait.