"I appreciate that you accept me even in this body, really I do, but I also don't expect you to pretend everything's normal against all logic or sense. How do you think a lovemaking session would go with two big heavy clubs on the ends of your arms? I can't grip you, paw at you, wrap my hands around your back...I'll end up scraping you up, or worse. I don't need constant validation, just the fact that you'd offer is enough. I'll sleep on the floor again and tomorrow we can keep researching how to fix this, alright?"