Namira stood there waiting patiently while he struggled with his thoughts when suddenly he slapped his face. Why would someone hurt themselves? Yes things have changed drastically in the last 6 hours. He had found her bottle and apparently knew what was possibly within it. Now a strange yet beautiful woman stood before him and he had released an evil beast that needed to be dealt with. Things could have been worse though. He had his health and a magical being that would help him through everything to come. Did he even know what manner of creatures he had unleashed?<br/><br/>Namira jumped when he cried out. This individual was really having a hard time with all of this! She figured it would be best to focus on the positives for the time being, and then hopefully he would be better equipped to help her deal with Razuel later.<br/><br/>When he stood from his place on the bed she admired his physique. At least she was fortunate enough to get a handsome master. She was depleted and exhausted and the only way to replenish her magical stores was with physical contact. The more intimate the experience the more energy she would regain. The exhilaration of restoring her spiritual power was a wondrous perk of her kind. There had been previous masters whose appearances had been less than appealing, and refilling her magic seemed more like a chore. However, she didn’t foresee that being a problem with the man that had claimed her this time.<br/><br/>Once he introduced himself she was eager to get to know her master, no, Steven she reminded herself. It brought her more joy than he could know to be asked to address him by name, and what a wonderful name it was. She ignored his outstretched hand and went straight to placing her hands on his face. “You should never hurt yourself mast…I mean Steven.” There was a small warm sensation and the sting of his check was gone. She continued holding his face and looking into his eyes as she said, “I know there is a lot going on and we will get to it all in time. For right now let us go slow and get to know one another first. Let’s start off by you telling me what you know of genies and how this world views them. Then what you know of your blood line, if anything at all.” She was about to keep going, but stopped herself. How was he supposed to calm down and wrap his head around everything if she bombarded him with questions? She decided to stand back and relinquish her hold on him even though she was enjoying the minute amount of energy she was receiving from the touch.