"Oh, I can provide accomodation, for a slight reduction in pay!" exclaims Vira, smiling over her shoulder at the human as she leads her along. It's a decently long walk, but they soon reach her estate. It's not<span style="font-style: italic">enormous</span>, and is actually quite small compared to most manors in the upper-class district, but it's still larger than anything Clara could hope to own. Vira leads her indoors, and through to the kitchen. "Do you suppose you could make some tea for us? Teabags are kept in this jar, there's a water pump outside, the stove is lit via a small rune - just press this small raised section - and there are two sticky buns I bought from that delightful little shop near the edge of the district this morning on a plate over there."<br/><br/>Drake nods his head. "Right y'are, sir," he rumbles. "Is there anythin' else Ah can do fer ye while yer here, sir?" As the horse looms over his customer, his stomach growls ever so softly - loud enough for David to hear, anyway!<br/><br/>Seiteki lifts Shawn by the scruff of the neck and carries him upstairs, through to a lavishly-decorated bedroom. He sits on the bed and removes the bolas from Shawn's body, then kicks off his pants, revealing the oversized sheath and balls to the human! "Let's start simple, boy," he grins. "Get me to full mast."<br/><br/>Nova looks up as Lycan enters the shop, putting on her best smile. "Good morning, sir!" she calls from behind the counter.