Iyume looks at him and then nods as if she understood. Tax looks at them and that at his mistress. Iyume said nothing more, she just sat there quietly. Then Tax looked at Jason. "Milady knows that you have powers, what type of being are you?" he asks. "Milady is wondering," he adds. Iyume then smiles and pulls out a bag as she watches the children. Tax looks at his children, "These are for you," is all he says as Iyume hands each one a stuffed animal. She hoped that they would like them, it was the best she could do, to show that she wasn't going to harm them. She just wanted to have company in her home that wasn't like a maid or servant. 30 minutes went by and there wasn't any talking, it was silent as death and it was so tense that everyone could feel it in the air. Tax then looks at Jason, "Milday wants to know, would you like to stop so she can get something for all to eat or to keep going?" he asks. Iyume knew his answer, but she wanted to make sure she was right.<br/><br/>Iyume grabs a can of pop out of the cooler that was sitting near her, she opens it and takes a drink and then places it it a holder. There was still silence, it was now kind of errie. Tax had curled up on Iyume's lap and goes to sleep. He would wake up again, if his mistress needed to speak.