Zen had gone on a bit of a tangent, he was just so scared and had been trying to hang one a least a small shred of his past life.  When she informed that she had merely calling him darling italian, Zen suddenly felt a little foolish and embarrassed and he lowered his eyes looking away, feeling the need to apologize some how, he hadn't meant to yell, but he so confused, everything was so strange.  He didn't remember the relationship... but he did feel the connection... he felt ashamed and saddened for her for a moment... how would he feel if he was in place?<br/><br/>All these thoughts and feelings suddenly vanished when she reached up and jerked him down. Zen gasped surprised at the sudden use of force.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF0000">“And the next time you shout at me I will whip you, I do not tolerate such things from my pets.” </span><br/><br/>When she released him, Zen stumbled back, his jaw dropped, she would do what? The sudden sad feelings suddenly vanished! His nostrils flared and he glared at her, angrily but to shocked to object.  Finally when she gestured toward the clothes on the bed, he frowned. He might have been her lover once, but she could at least give him some bit of a space!<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF0000">“Yes. I am the one. Sired. Turned. Changed. Whatever you wish to call it.” </span><br/><br/>Zen shifted nervously when she exposed her neck to him. He turned away from her and then quickly picked up the clothes that she had set out on the bed and let out a few calming breaths. "I am not sure if I am ready for that quite yet. I need to take things slow," he announced, and then straightened up and looked up into her eyes.  "I realize that we have been intimate, I don't remember much... but right now I am confused, I am sure we will build new memories together... we will start over and take things slow," he assured her, as he walked into the closet. "But right now, I need some space," he informed her, then smiled as he calmly and shut the door behind him.<br/><br/>He changed quickly into the black suit, complete with the silk red tie around his neck. He sighed, wishing he had been allowed to wear something more comfortable, but he couldn't exactly walk around a robe all day.  Once was finished he walked back out in the room and glanced over toward, Isaria. Now that he was wearing real clothes, he was feeling more confident,  "Another thing, I am not your pet," he informed her.  "Also, If I have to stay here for a few days, I am staying on the couch, I realize we have been close before, but I would like to get to know you again first," he informed her, yes he taking charge now! This was a nice suit, he felt important and powerful. "I am going to get some real food... you are welcome to join me if you wish," he added, and then paused, realizing he didn't have his wallet or his keys. Zen grimaced, "Are there any nice restaurants near by?" he asked, "We could call it a second first date," he suggested, "Have you um... have you seen my wallet?" he asked.