Harrow's paws clench and unclench uncertainly, not from violence but as an extension of the grinding gears of his brain. Slowly his ears rise up, ad Harrowheart begins to nod.

"Yeah," he says quietly, and again, with more confidence, "Yeah! I'm both! And it ain't a trick or an illusion!"

Unsure of how this might play out, he smartly quiets down and waits to see what Ixis thinks of this given a little time.