Taryn looked up and around, eyes wide with wonder.<br/><br/>"You live here alone? Are there no other warriors with you? At Home, we all live together in the quarters down in the Tunnel. No one has this luxury of space or privacy."<br/><br/>Raschen indicated for her to sit on a cushion that rested among other cushions on the floor. Taryn was amazed at the lovely colors and textures in this chamber.<br/><br/>"At Home, everything is serviceable, grey and metal surfaces." Her fingers were caressing the fabric of the cushions. She knew the Beastkin were sensual from working with Jax. At that moment, Taryn realized how much the Hume were missing.<br/><br/>She stared at his braids with the beads. She wore no adornment other than the tattoo that she had created and bribed an artist in the Denizen to do for her. The rustic, uncivilized Beastkin were beautiful and lived in beauty.