Aaaaaand there it is. The petting. Every instinct Husk has right now is to swat Alastor's hand away, but Husk knows that will only make this punishment longer and more embarrassing. It'll be easier and quicker to just let it happen, so all Husk does is ball his paws up into fists. A purring noise does come that Husk tries to suppress.

But once the petting ends, Alastor can damn well be sure Husk is going to grab that glass of glowing liquid and down it as fast as possible.

...Damn. That's actually some pretty good stuff. Huh!