Felih considers his words carefully, still trying to wrap his mind around it- but after a few moments, he sighs, resigning himself to his fate, though his tail is still clearly bristling and lashing in blatant upset and anxiety.

"Right, of course. Well, I don't quite favor that outcome, and I don't like losing, so I think we're going to work well together. At the very least, you haven't given me a reason not to trust you, so as long as we can keep it that way, we're golden."