Indrik is adorable, is what he is.

Adelaide finally reaches out to stroke his mane, a smile on her lips. "I don't know, I think some of it might be warranted. He's pretty strong, isn't he?"

She is...full on cooing at Indrik, much like someone would coo and baby talk at a dog. Which, maybe, isn't the submission he would want, but he's a good boy.