You're sitting on the couch, putting an ice pack to your bruised forehead. In a few words, you came home from work and Itto jumped right at you. You got scared and jumped back, hitting the door jamb with your forehead. Now he's sitting next to you with pleading eyes.

"Come onn, babe, don't be frowny.. Who knew you are such a scaredy-cat?" He says with a nervous chuckle, trying to soothe the tense you're radiating.