While the outside of Charles often projected a very civil and civilized being that wasn’t always what lurked on the inside and the tight control he held of himself spoke of that. He often needed to control the people and things around him and could be very demanding, exerting great pleasure in seeing his applied pressure manifest into actions and results. Sometimes that had be done with projects, other times with things, and then there was people. He followed behind Caden looking around the room they stepped into he deemed it acceptable. It had all the function that he needed and while he might find a thing missing here and there he would deal with that in time. “Someone did a very nice job designing this house. The room is very well crafted.” He remarked not too interested in personalization at the moment with bigger fish to fry.<br/><br/>Turning his attention back to the young man he spoke, “That is what I intend to do. I intend to make this company great, to make you great and thus empower it. I don’t doubt for a second you have it in you, you just need... discipline.” That was the start of it as he looked around the room once more checking the closet to make sure there would be hangers for his suits. He turned back, “I’m good at that and I’m look at managing situations.” The same thing couldn’t be said for emotions as when he let them get out of hand they really did and there was plenty of times people’s emotions were hard to predict. Sure he could read them and anticipate needs but people’s actions often felt illogical to him.<br/><br/>The comment of the lady friends really had him turning his head and raising a brow, “I have no interest in that.” He remarked as certainly he had play things in the past but if this plan was to work then Caden would be his full attention and his full efforts and this left no room for distractions. That and he was sure the young man would entertain him plenty. “Is that something you are interested in?” He asked curiously having only heard some whispering but not knowing enough. “And unrelated, but is structure something you find yourself interested? Rules?” The picture was started to come together of a wayward lost child that needed a firm hand and Charles was all too happy to provide it. In his world there wasn’t anything a spanking couldn’t help.