No need for sad faces!
He is as he is.
Sweet natured, finicky, independent, private.
I wouldn’t change him for anything. When he’s in the right mood I can stroke him, so longs it’s exactly right.
And his oddness brings some wonderful quirky characteristic traits. Like the way he prefers to lay at my feet like a dog, like Anubis. The way he sneaks up on me when he believes me to be asleep to sniff my eyes and run his whiskers over my face.