Sleep by himself? Ezra didn't know why anyone would want to do that. On Tuloa, Asha families slept together in family groups, to soothe one another and help each other drift off into a sea of unconsciousness. It was believed that sleeping alone did nothing but make oneself vulnerable to night terrors, horrible and bitter shadows that slipped into the sleeping body through the mouth and crawled up into the brain, where it settled and bred terrifying images that left someone trapped in an inescapable darkness. Why would Reis want to put himself at risk for the shadows to consume him? It seemed completely unnecessary, especially as Ezra was there and more than willing to share his bed and keep them demonic entities away. Once again, Ezra figured that perhaps his new master needed convincing. Master was beautiful, and very smart, but he still lacked knowledge on many things. Ezra didn't mind. He would help Master understand.<br/><br/>Ezra followed Reis into the house, and although he missed the feeling of the ground against his feet, he didn't mind so much it as long as he could to continue being near his master. He was led into the kitchens and presented to a large older man with a stern face and a manner of speaking Ezra wasn't familiar with. The thick hot on his body felt nice and reminded him of the island.<br/><br/>Yhet held up a large purplish-pink fruit and the young Asha giggled, dropping his clothes carelessly onto the floor and bounding forward to take the fruit into his hands. "This is lunono! You have never seen lunono before?" Ezra asked, volleying his eyes back and forth between Reis and Yhet and only receiving back blank stares. "Lunono is a hearty fruit, with a savory flavor. You mash it up and stew it with hissa grasses and yamaa roots. Or you can cut it into cubes and roast it over a fire until it is soft on the inside, but I like stew better." He placed the lunono on the counter in front of Yhet and peered into the box the bulky man had before him. "Hissa!" Ezra exclaimed, pulling out large, thick stalks of green. "And these are yamaa. They taste very good when they soak in sea water overnight." Ezra placed the hissa and yamaa, oblong shaped red bulbs, onto the counter and nodded at Yhet enthusiastically. "Stew!"<br/><br/>He turned back to Reis, a wide smile on his face as he spoke. "I find it funny that your cook does not know about lunono. All Asha eat it, almost every day, unless our tongues ache for something sweeter. I would think he was a new cook, but there is silver in his hair, and I have been taught that a silver-haired human has lived many years." Ezra swung his head back to Yhet, curls trailing behind him like a silky wave. "Mister Yhet, I can help to show you how we make stew if you do not know how. I am a very good helper, if you need one."<br/><br/>The Asha stepped back and returned to Reis' side, excited to see the rest of Master's house. Of course, no one Ezra met could be as enchanting as his master, but that was okay. They were still part of the household, and it was important to know who would be around to keep Ezra's attention when Master was preoccupied.<br/><br/>"Please, Master, please show me more. I hope the rest of your house is as nice as the kitchens. I like them very much. They are warm, and comfortable, and they have good company within them."