Ras knocked on Vess’ door and lead Inaara in. “Vess, you feeling up to talking? I’ve got someone here who wanted to meet you.”<br/><br/><span style="color: #006666">“We can tour the property while your food digests, if you would like. Maybe I can show you how I age the wine so quickly and let you sample a few things I’m still working on.” </span>He sat down across from her and sipped his wine.<span style="color: #006666">“You would be waiting for a while then. Sylavendra is a pain in the ass to cook for and I never use my power when cooking. She’s got no tolerance for spice but then complains the food is flavorless. I’ve learned what she likes but then she complains I only make the same things for her and have no originality in my cuisine. I understand why the native Ras shoved her down a flight of stairs. Hm, pussy for sustenance… I never considered that. I’ll have to see what I can do to make that possible. And I’ll need a willing test subject, of course.”</span>He shot her a glance then looked away.<span style="color: #006666">“I bet I could find some lonely little Draenei in the bar to entertain.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>