Prithee, sirrah.

Hm? What's the matter?

.... Wilt thou not give me headpats?

Goodness, this is sudden. Did something happen?

Nay, 'tis nothing of that sort.

I merely wish to have thee headpat me...

My, my, I have no choice, then.

Forsooth, thy hand is warm.

Anytime you want to be petted again, just say so.