The moment that Alice drained the potion, Emlyn relaxed considerably, he didn't have to watch his words as much anymore. He'll simply remove the filter slowly and slowly over the course of the day and by the evening, he could very well invite her to move into his room and nothing would seem odd about it. Emlyn chuckled a bit as he began to cut open one of the links of sausage on his smaller plate. "As I said, if you insist on helping, you can simply work for me. How you work for me is up to you, so if you do not want to be a maid, then you don't have to be. Though someone keeping notes that isn't from my companies is invaluable, as sometimes they're told to fudge exact wording and the like, which throws everything into disarray. If you want to be just my secretary, you can be just my secretary. If you want to be just a companion, you can be just a companion. You won't be limited when it comes to the jobs you choose."<br/><br/>As the conversation steered elsewhere, Emlyn leaned back on the couch and thought for a moment. "I am unsure. The thoughts I am thinking of are ones that sound impossible in your world. You aren't a wizard, because I doubt you studied magic. It sounds implausible that you are a Sorcerer or a Warlock, for there does not seem to be dragons, fey, or demons to impregnate an ancestor, or a demon to sign a contract with. So honestly, I am not sure what you are. But, if you want to find out immediately, then I could have the airship prepped for flight and we could head out to visit an old... associate of mine." Emlyn quickly finishes off his small plate, and takes a sip of his coffee, now beginning to dig in to his smaller plate. "But, if that seems too much travel for the next few days, then we can simply add a small addition to your outfits, so both you and my home can be safe, and then go about our days until we can figure it out."