That's one order that Mokou is glad to obey. Not that the urge to disobey out of principle wasn't there, but being in the position she was seems far too submissive. She sits back, on her butt with her legs crossed. Not like a dog at all.

"That depends... what sort of name were you planning on giving it."

She really isn't going to say 'me'. She isn't Chloe's dog and she sure as hell isn't a poodle. For one thing, poodles don't blush like crazy when they're being given commands.

And no, she isn't going to look for the noise of that zip. She's very much in denial about a lot of things right now.