<div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn24/SociallyToxicBeauty/4491fcb8-f42f-42b6-bbd6-b1f08a1002fa.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #FF40FF"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Paislee</span></span></div><br/><span style="color: #0040FF"><br/>"This one will do as you wish, but can not promise that he will stay on one side of this square cushion. This one is rather large, his tail alone could use one side of the bed," </span>replied Orca, causing Paislee to give a somewhat hopeless shrug. She knew it was unlikely that Orca could simply stay on the left side due to his size, but it still was a request she had to voice for her own sanity.<span style="color: #0040FF"> "The only thing this one isn't happy with is where the mast--" </span>Paislee shot Orca a dirty look and he quickly amended himself,<span style="color: #0040FF"> "Paislee...has instructed him to sleep. Where will the human sleep? If what the human stated is true, then this one owes her a debt. It wouldn't sit well with this one to take Maste--Paislee's place of rest...Or does the human intend to sleep with this one?" </span><br/><br/>The woman let out another sigh as she distantly wondered if a room could suffocate from all the sighing the two of them were doing. Still, she didn't know how to make Orca feel comfortable with sleeping in her bed. She hadn't thought it would be this difficult to convince him to do so.<span style="color: #0040FF"> "If this one could make a request..." </span>dark eyes refocused on the tall, blue creature,<span style="color: #0040FF">"...would you at least consider it?"</span>Paislee sputtered for a moment, surprised by Orca's suggestion, though he continued on as if she weren't doing anything unusual,<span style="color: #0040FF">"Why don't we let the human remain on her cushion, and this one will sleep beside her on the floor? It would still be a step up from the other places this one has rested before, and he would be equally as grateful."<br/></span><span style="color: #FF40FF"><br/>Silence began to fill the room as Paislee's mind whirled around his words, then began to shake her head. "I do not intend to sleep in here for much longer anyway. I rarely sleep and the couch is much more comfortable to me than my...cushion, as you call it,"</span>Paislee explained. Before Orca could say anything else, Paislee began speaking again,<span style="color: #FF40FF"> "Perhaps we can revisit this topic later, but I am far too tired to go in circles about it. You're sleeping in here as the couch is too small for you and I won't allow you sleep on the floor. I don't care if it is an improvement, it simply isn't right and I would not feel good about it. Look at it as me being selfish if you wish--I do not desire to feel guilty because you are on the floor." <br/></span><br/>A slender arm came up and gently Paislee rested a hand on a hesitant Orca's cheek,<span style="color: #FF40FF">"You are not an animal, Orca. You deserve to sleep in a bed just as much as anyone else."</span>The hand lingered, her thumb gently stroking Orca's cheek for a moment before it finally fell away.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF40FF">"Is there anything else you would like before you retire for the night?"</span>