“My cook knows what I like, and doesn't usually cook very often outside of that. There are servants of mine.. that help prepare what I feed my animals, but I think in this case, Yhet can accommodate you better,” Reis responded, considering the idea of making his escape and leaving Ezra there. One hard look from Yhet made it clear he knew what he was planning, and he would not have it. He meant what he said, about not pissing off the cook. Yhet would make him regret it if he took off and allowed Ezra to be his problem.<br/><br/>“That is Reis saying he is very picky. More picky even than just a child. He does not like certain colors. He would not eat your purple fruit,” Yhet explained, turning his attention back to Ezra once he decided Reis wasn't about to bolt. He pulled out a little container with a bunch of cards written in his home language, and also sloppy Belmiran. They were recipe cards.<br/><br/>“You tell me, I write them down. I like to cook. Is no problem making separate for you,” Yhet went on. “Reis only pick at bread and white meats. The sight of blood, or anything resembling, make him queasy. His stew have to be pale in color, or he won't touch. I like to cook with some color. It will be nice change.” He sent a teasing look towards the peculiar lord of the house. He'd known him since he was a child, and he'd always been that way. While he expected him to get better with age, Yhet had found he'd only gotten worse, and more set in his ways. He'd been a bit sickly as a boy, but he was in fine health now. No reason to be so particular.<br/><br/>“You go ahead. I experiment. I can figure out with texture and taste. You show me other things later,” Yhet spoke dismissively once the Asha went back to Reis, explaining that he wanted to see the rest of the home. Truthfully, Yhet didn't like someone helping him to cook, but he could take recipes down and replicate them.<br/><br/>“Grab something to snack on then, at least. You said that you hadn't eaten. Prepare something relatively fast for him, Yhet. I'm going to.. keep him in the first guest bedroom on the right of the hall. Have it sent up there, if you would when it's ready,” Reis directed, and indicated that he didn't mind showing Ezra the rest of his home. The most common places, anyway. He pointed to the servants quarters beside the kitchen, but didn't intrude upon them.<br/><br/>“You won't have any reason to bother the servants in there. It is their space to relax, free of work,” he explained, and took him to the library next. Books were stacked to the ceiling on every shelf, and some in stacks in various places. Some were projects Reis has started and just never gotten back around to, and the staff were unsure if they should put things back together or not.<br/><br/>“I don't know how much this might interest you.. I've never heard of an Asha reading, and I spend a lot of my time here, researching. I expect peace and quiet here, but you're still welcome to look through things. Just don't write in anything or disrupt my desk. And leave things out if you don't remember where they go. Someone else will return them to the proper spot.” Reis pointed to the section he had on Asha, and other more human-like pets. “I don't have anything on Tuloan Asha, but maybe you can help me fill in some notes. I am.. curious in what other ways you might differ.” Not tonight though. Already, he was exhausted and wanted to put Ezra into his own room, so that he might be left alone.<br/><br/>Reis showed him to the indoor pool room next, something he thought might interest Ezra since he seemed to be from a tropical region. Instead of one wall, it was a carefully constructed aquarium filled with mostly predatory eels, and their favored freshwater corals. They were not particularly flashy, with their mottled brown colors, but Reis enjoyed them. The only other fish were equally predatory arowana, silver, gray, and green.<br/><br/>“The pool is for swimming, not the tank. A servant has slipped from the opening on the floor above, and had a nasty time of getting herself out. The eels bite, needless to say,” he explained. Some of the eels were longer than his own frame, and thicker around than his thigh. “My first pair started in the pool, as I am not prone to swimming in it myself, but I couldn't see them since they are mostly bottom dwelling.” Beside the tank was an upholstered chair, and another bunch of scattered books.<br/><br/>“Nothing living in the pool now, and I can have it salted more if that is your preference. You don't have to wear your clothing while you're swimming, but we really need to find you something appropriate you're comfortable in.” Reis' eyes had slid from inspecting his tank back to Ezra's naked form. He wouldn't mind sitting out in the aquatic room as he usually did, to watch Ezra swim naked. So long as it didn't require much more than that from him, he saw no harm in.. admiring him from a distance.<br/><br/>“You can swim, right?” he asked suddenly, unsure if he should be granting him permission. The pool was rather deep all the way around because it had been built with the intention of housing something in it from the ocean. Anything wild caught had become sickly, so he'd had it turned back out to the wild, not yet mastering saltwater keeping of larger things. It was slightly oblong, with no corners to get caught up in, and no stairs leading out. Now it was maintained with the minimal amount of salt to keep the water from going green. “It's very deep,” he warned.