“I think I will. When Amere and I were first together she would make herself a little too comfortable when she would ride on my shoulders. But I don’t really mind it these days.” He looked at Inaara then back to Relene. “Well you heard the lady, I gotta keep moving. She’s so old I think she’ll get stuck in one place if she sits too long. I’ll see you in a little bit Relene.” He gave her a hug then headed off towards Vess’ room. “Now where is my drunken daughter hiding today?”<br/><br/>Animus frowned after a moment and nodded.<span style="color: #b30000">“Alright, go fix it before it becomes a problem for me. No, I thank you for your assistance and you may return to your other duties now.” </span>She drank her vial and leaned back in her chair as straps formed around her wrists, ankles, and waist to hold her down while she ‘slept’.<br/><br/><span style="color: #006666">“You doubt how truly and terribly horrible I can be, my dear. I am a Troll and we are some truly despicable people.” </span>He grinned at her teasingly.<span style="color: #006666">“Thank you, I spent a lot of time trying to figure out what would compliment the area the most. Perhaps one day I can find a beautiful woman to move in and help me make this house a home. I’ll eat later, I have myself split in two right now because I’m cooking for Ibara and her mother right now. If I ate there’s a good chance the food wouldn’t all stay where it’s supposed to when I rejoin myself. And I don’t mean throwing up, it might end up in a different part of my body which is very unpleasant… I will admit part of me wanted to joke about you being my dinner.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>