Debbie rocked a bit in her seat, her tail swishing back and forth as her nervousness grew. If she hadn't already curled up at the lamia's initial rise, she would surely have done so now. A low purring sound filled the back of her throat which she tried without success to stifle; most people, human and transhuman alike, mistook all purring by felinoids to come from happiness. The last thing she wanted was to be in the middle of a fight between two of the shelter's residents, especially with Mr. Dent right there. Fortunately it seemed Nesea had come to a similar conclusion with the softening of her tone.<br/><br/>"Yes, of course!" she agreed fervently, her slitted eyes shifting back and forth between Nesea, Aura and the shelter's founder. "I'd be happy to help by sharing a room, on the nights I'm staying in." Although she meant it, she was afraid to come across as nothing more than a sycophant. "Or we could tie her down? I mean, when she sleeps. We could make sure she doesn't go walking off anywhere with, you know, ropes or something. Not me personally, I'm not good with knots. But I'm sure Nesea could do it, or just use her tail instead. Uhm." She opted to fill her mouth with some fried fish in order to shut herself up.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>