Sharp intake of breath at the bite. Nudging Alex off, away, about a handspan distance to better evade future nips and bites, he growls, "too much teeth. I bet your ass is dentata, too."

Nevertheless, the fact which Alex has pointed out... is a fact. At this point of their shuddering proceedings, at any rate.

"Look, this is quite simple. You, pants off. Or you, out the door. Have your pick."