[Oh. It's like holding a kitten. Only it's not a kitten and it's a mythical creature that resembles a desert fox with a little horn on its head.

He's afraid to move.
...is petting it allowed? He'll resist.

Ignis grins back and nods.] That is true. However, I haven't experienced any cognitive magic and abilities coming from it. Yet. [He looks at his shoulder where the little green thing is now sleeping.]

Perhaps I will have to study some theory before attempting anything. [It sounds like a dangerous branch of magic to him.]