[Red Velvet certainly notices that pause. Orthrus speaks highly of his mother, but his father... But it is not his place to pry]

We are more similar than I thought, yes. [he frowns] But it sounds like your Allmother created you with compassion... the Witches bake Cookies with only gluttony and pride in their hearts. I am envious of you, Sir Orthrus, to have a creator who cherishes you.