[Ives follows along to living space, taking a seat where he's best suited to. If there's a stool or seat with no back, that's his first choice, as his tail can simply drape over the back. If not, he needs to sit rather far forward to make room, which just makes him appear far less comfortable and casual.

He has a casual tone and demeanor, but he holds himself to such a strict posture he looks nearly ready to spring at any moment. No wonder if phone ringing made him jump, he appears to be wound up tight as any spring ready to snap free.]

If I may be frank, I'm hoping I can return to you here for treatments should I require them. The blood healers do not give me great confidence. I would trust a fellow Sleeper far more. Might that be amicable to you, Doctor?