[She raises an eyebrow. Iris just... sits there. And waits. Probably for more pats. And Beatrix is weak. She'll give in eventually. Before she grants herself that opportunity, however, she focuses on what Eustace has to share.]

I see. Whether they survive well in the wild or not, however, it stands to reason that their lifestyle is much improved with your interference. [That's not how she means to really put it. 'Interference' makes it sound like a negative, when it's not negative at all.] I mean to say that it is beneficial to them.

[Weakness does finally kick in and it's an excellent time for it to do so. She makes it seem begrudging, the way she kneels down to give Iris some more attention. Whether she's stalling for time or just fishing for some appropriate way to respond is up for debate.]

I confess to avoid forming attachments where and when I can. [She manages to utter out.] I suppose my time has not allowed me the luxury of such things. Even had it, such... amicable nature serves my influence poorly

[How will her subordinates respect her if she doesn't lead them with fear and intimidation?]