Pidge wants to argue, but...she can't say he's wrong, exactly, and she has to admit it. She's not happy about it, but she's not really happy about anything right now.

"...Fine." She turns her attention to the cat again, and sits down on the bed next to it, immediatelly earning a fuzzy head pushing under her hand for a stroke. "I've always been more of a dog person."

But DC is fuzzy and warm, so he'll do.