Keena could hear Manson moving a about her room, exploring it. She didn't find it out, he probably needed to know almost everything about the room. He was to be her baby- bodyguard. It didn't bother her though, him lookin around. With a sigh she closed her suit case and pulled it off of her bed.<br/><br/>Keena looked up when he ask her about the fox. She stopped and stared at the little red fox for a second. She didn't know how to respond, so she responded honestly.<br/><br/>"His name...is Merlin," she stated with a blush color in her face. She had a slight obsession with myths. But this fox was special. Her mother had gotten it for her, when she was little. Something she held onto since. Especially after she died.<br/><br/>Keena placed her bag by the door before walking back to the bed and grabbing the fox. She held it in her hands and gently petted his head. No one had played much attention to the little fox, like her when she snuck out.<br/><br/>With another sigh she placed the fox down and turned to the man, "Shall we? I believe it is almost time for dinner. I'm not sure who our guest is tonight. But daddy should be entertaining them right now. I like to be kept in the loop. I will be dealing with these people one day." Keena smiled at Manson and moved towards the door.