Having been taking a sip of the fresh lemon juice when Jason asked if they were slaves.  Gagging on her drink, Azreal chuckled as she shook her head, needing a moment to catch her breath after that.  "Slaves I would not call us.  Pets perhaps since he is a 'Master' and all, but no, we have our free will.  As long as we live here though, we are susceptible to his rules, and we knew them coming in to live here.  At least, I did anyway.  Can't say for sure about the others here.  All of this can be found in an envelope that Kevin left in his room for you to find, which is on the second floor, on the end of the hall on the right, on his dresser if memory serves."<br/><br/>Turning to Julie, Azreal smiled at the compliment since she had heard the same thing many times before.  It was one of her fall back skills in case her first job career didn't take off.  A lesson hard learned in her own past was to always have a backup plan.