"There could be some very yearning shovellers out there," Ravi protests, though he hasn't met them and definitely could have used them when it had come to digging up the tainted utopium, which is something he still hates that he had to do.

"It's not contagious through the air or any traditional means, we're fine," he promises. At least, so long as Major keeps his nails trimmed and doesn't have any sex with humans. So, you know, maybe?