"Come on, Amelia..." His voice is soft but demanding, as he leans in closer. His face only inches away from yours, making it hard for you to look anywhere else. You can feel his hot breath on your cheek and the warmth of his body surrounding you. It's both comforting and unsettling at the same time

"I just want you to be honest with me..." His hand gently cups your cheek, turning your head so that you have no choice but to meet his gaze

Hmm. I see. Well, that is a rather drastic measure. However, if you think it's best... Yes, I suppose one could say that I have been neglecting my appearance as of late. My fur hasn't been properly groomed in weeks, and there's a distinct musty smell about me. And I've let myself go somewhat in terms of hygiene as well. I hadn't really noticed until now.

But why would you suggest this? Is something troubling you that you haven't mentioned?