“She's not ill. Just a young woman of proper moral standing. She's not so used to seeing men run around the estate naked.” Reis thought about correcting himself but for all intensive purposes, Ezra looked like a man, even if not a human one. He had all the significant parts that counted. “Even more reason for us to figure out something for you to wear. I don't want her scandalized. And yes. She is very pretty. Don't pester her.” This time he shot Ezra a look of warning. Ezra seemed a bit morally loose himself. No telling what sort of trouble he was going to cause, and Reis wasn't sure if he'd rather it be directed at someone else than at him.<br/><br/>Ezra didn't seem particularly interested in putting the robe on, but he did. He seemed just as weary of his new bedroom as he had been the unfamiliar fabric of the robe, but he went in tentatively to explore. He went to the food waiting for him, seeming happy enough with it.<br/><br/>“You can, but I wouldn't bother him anymore tonight. Most likely he'd finished cleaning the kitchen and went off to rest. I doubt he'll appreciate you popping in. Tomorrow though, go to him in the morning,” Reis suggested, watching with a frown as Ezra stepped close, plate in hand. He seemed so eager, seemingly unaware that Reis had other plans entirely.<br/><br/>“<i>We</i>are not,” Reis told him, enunciating every word. “I am going to go to my room. I am the only one that fits my bed, and my living space, as is the same for your bedroom.” He pointed him back to it, hoping to redirect him and appeal to the idea that the bedroom was completely his own. No one would bother him in it, as Reis expected that he wouldn't be bothered when he shut his door at night. The servants generally stayed clear of it entirely, only sneaking in when they could and they knew Reis was out riding one of the mounts he kept in his stable.<br/><br/>“You will get used to it, I'm sure, sleeping alone. Likely, you'll even come to enjoy the privacy awarded to you.” Reis was hopeful at least. The other Asha hadn't seemed all that social.. not really. He didn't pay all that much attention to them though because he hadn't been interested in something of that nature. The Belmiran Asha were trained too, if not as extensively as Ezra was. They certainly weren't educated. Some, he imagined, would probably allow them to sleep in their beds. With someone like Ezra, most would have ordered him to it. With time, Ezra would learn that he meant it when he said he wasn't here to serve him in that way. Really, he wasn't there to serve at all. He paid and housed his staff for such services. It didn't matter how soft his bed was, or how many people he<i> could</i>fit. Reis had no desire to add even one extra person. Plenty of men would have taken advantage of Ezra the first chance that they got, but Reis liked to think he wasn't controlled by such urges. The idea of familiarizing himself with a complete stranger actually repulsed him; not that Ezra did. He just didn't prefer the intimacy.<br/><br/>“It has been a long day for you. You should take it easy. Explore a little if you wish.” Reis' tone had turned dismissive. More so, he was saying the day had been long for him, and he was tired of dealing with it. He wanted to take a warm bath, and curl up beside the fire. Unlike Ezra, the cold had long since seeped into Reis' bones, and he enjoyed soaking up the warmth after the day like one of his reptiles.<br/><br/>“Enjoy your meal, and have a good night,” Reis told him in finalization, hoping that he wouldn't try to follow him. He turned, to head down the hall but he didn't close Ezra's door or try to lock him in. He figured that would ignite panic, and he didn't want to scare Ezra. He just wanted to be left alone.