<div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e327/steusloffa/Junk/a3e78b33-5cae-43cf-bca0-7bdc0488116b_zpskyozpugo.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e327/steusloffa/Junk/cooltext117506316786206_zpsnqy2zyuh.png">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/>Orca's words seemed to cause the woman to fidget a little, her actions causing the creature to raise his gaze to try and meet her own. She seemed to be lightly struggling with something, and Orca immediately figured that she was angry at him.<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #FF00FF">"I noticed..."</span></span>she replied without emotion. Had his ears been able to sag any further, they would have. Her emotionless words caused another involuntary cry to pass by his pale lips. Paislee gave a sigh and her eyes softened,<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #FF00FF">"Look, Orca, I'm not mad...it's just, we're going to have to set up some guidelines and learn more about one another. I don't know what happened in there with you, but I'd like to understand it. Obviously you were concerned about my health, but...your reaction was a bit...much...and I would like to know why..."</span></span>Paislee paused for a moment, then began speaking again,<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #FF00FF">"But first, let's eat some breakfast...For all my efforts last night, I managed to find us some authentic bacon and maple sausage...I don't know how you feel about eating meat, but I enjoy it immensely. I'll make us some porridge to go with it, okay?"</span></span>she said, putting on a strained, but genuine smile. Her words brought forth what the creature already knew, that he had over reacted to her injuries. He wanted to jump to his feet so that he could explain, but couldn't seem to find the passion.<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #4080FF">"This one will follow."</span></span>He said in a hushed tone, his strange voice carrying a sad song.<br/><br/>Minuets later, the two of them made it to the kitchen and Paislee set off to begin cooking whatever those things she said she had. Taking a seat on the floor beside where the entered from, Orca watched the woman with a diminished gaze.<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #4080FF">"This one is not sure if he will like the bacon or maple sausage that the human spoke of. This one has never had anything like that, as far as he knows."</span></span>Orca informed, his gaze lowering to the ground as he built up the courage to speak of what needed to be discussed.<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #4080FF">"This one panicked when he saw the human in that condition. He didn't do it for the human though, this one acted out of fear for his own life. This one had been placed into the auction from before because his previous owner had pushed him to far, causing this one to end his life. This one knew that if his current human were to perish, he would end up back in the purchasing chains. He would be poked with the sharp sticks and starved again. The thoughts caused this one to see without reason, and his body moved on it's own."</span></span>Orca explained, hoping his words would mean something to the woman.<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #4080FF">"This one acted selfishly and deeply regrets his actions."</span></span>The creature added, curling his tail up beside him like a large snake in a basket.<br/><br/>After Paislee said what she needed to say, the two remained silent for a bit while she cooked. That was until the scent of what she was cooking reached Orca's nose. It caused his ears to perk up and his tail tip to flick rapidly.<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #4080FF">"You said that you were making... Authentic bacon and maple sausage? This one is aware that he stated this before, but this one is sure he has never had it before. This one would have remembered the scent."</span></span>Orca stated while sniffing the air, giving his teeth a lick in anticipation.