Cyrus let out an almost gleeful giggle. "That's the answer I expected. Glad to see you're still in... business." He chuckled and got up, going to the coffee pot and helping himself to a cup. He came back and sat down. "Sounds like you've been having fun. That's good. It would be just boring if I was the only one." He sipped his coffee. "So, my dear Wrath, what was on your agenda for today? I was just going to sit around and watch TV. Maybe go find another thrill... but now that you're here, things have gotten much more interesting." He grinned.<br/><br/>"Of course, if TV sounds good to you, i'd be more than happy to do that." He joked, knowing that Wrath probably had much more malicious... much more devilish... much more...<span style="font-style: italic">fun</span>plans for today. While Cyrus did embody lust, that didn't mean he couldn't enjoy a nice stabbing or two. In fact, it really helped get the... blood flowing. It appeared that a little bit of Wrath rubbed off on him in their years together, and it hadn't gotten any better from their years apart. Cyrus finished off his breakfast quickly, looking up  at his lover expectantly for an answer.