He crouches again, watching the bottlecap closely, not really aware that his butt is wiggling as he prepares to leap. Of course he's aware that K is controlling the toy, but he allows himself to think of them as completely separate entities. It scratches the itch in his bones quite nicely.

"You may call me whatever you wish," he answers, then leaps at the toy hard enough that he skids a bit against the floor.

"Chloe has taken to calling me Sam." But Chloe isn't exactly his human. He watches over her for now, but he hasn't attached himself to anyone in this life yet.