The body she had now was so much more familiar than the human one that she had been inhabiting.  It was like coming home, truly being home.  When Kalab touched her, it only made it more perfect.  Then, he took her and it was like nothing else.  It had always been this way with Kalab, but it had been so long since she had felt his touch, since he had taken her that it felt almost as if it had been for the first time.  She still did not see Rorik and Varik, though they were standing quietly behind them.  There was something dark about the expression on his face, almost a hungry.  Had Nehmahati been paying attention, she would have wondered how long it had been since him and Varik had made love.  Varik was a mask of respectful quiet, her expression one of peace, as it almost always was, though there was something of relief to her features.<br/><br/><br/><br/>But Nehmahati didn't see any of this.  Surprisingly, there wasn't much of a mess from the exchange of blood.  Kalab had been clean, though it hadn't mattered much.  When they were done, she was silent for a few long moments before her now unnaturally green eyes shifted to their parents.  She placed a soft kiss upon Kalab's lips before she spoke, turning the focus to things of buisness.  "That demon will be a problem.  We need to discuss what our next move is.  Apparently, there is more going on than we realized, if demons and dragons are involved.  Much has transpired since I have been gone, I see.  Since the demon is still alive, they may find out that we know something now.  Do you have any suggestions, love?"  She asked Kalab, her voice softening as she directed her question to him.