<strong>Isoke Naota<br/>Dorm B5<br/>Tagged: Anya</strong><br/><br/>As he listened to Anya tell him of her family and where she grew up, Isoke was able to pick up on the gradually increasing emotional undertone of her voice.  Of course he could hardly blame her once she mentioned the passing of the only blood relative that was around to raise her and the subsequent adoption by human strangers.  Though he couldn't figure out from what little she told him why she held humans in such low regard.  Then again, such a thing was hardly common within these halls and he was glad he was an exemption to the rule.<br/><br/>Isoke wasn't entirely sure what would be the best way to comfort her as he felt a cool droplet strike his cheek where it pressed against Anya's.  He decided to go with the safe route of firming his embrace in wordless reassurance.  It was met with a tightening of her legs around his waist, drawing him just a little bit deeper inside of her and causing him to take an involuntary deep breath.  There were a good number of questions he wanted to ask about her past, but it seemed clear that it was something that would not be easy for her to share.  It would likely need to be something that is pieced together through simple questions over a period of time.<br/><br/>After another moment of nuzzling, Isoke drew his head back enough to place a soft kiss on the harpy's lips.  His tongue reached out to mingle with hers for a few seconds before he withdrew to meet her gaze.  A warm smile brightened his face as he did so, making it easy to see the affection he was feeling for her.  "Tell me Anya, what does it mean to be your cohort and what will happen when we bond?"  Isoke noticed that he hadn't made a conscious effort to use 'when' instead of 'if', but that subconscious wording only helped prove his earlier suspicion that it was only a matter of time at this point.  Depending on what she tells him, that time could be sooner rather than later.