Cyril frowned slightly as he considered her additional questions.  He shook his head slightly.  "No, it's not that...not that you are too demanding on me.  It's more that..."<br/><br/>He sighed and shifted his legs.  He also felt his spine and shoulders begin to straighten slightly.  As they did so, he heard his Mistress's body shift in her seat.  It instantly caused him to freeze for a moment, then pull back into himself.  His eyes fell from Marissa, but came back up after a moment.<br/><br/>"I am...responsible for a great many people.  My leadership and direction influences countless lives.  If I waver at any point in time in my professional life, things will...begin to go badly."<br/><br/>He paused for a moment, but continued after only drawing in another breath.<br/><br/>"At home, there is also a certain amount of...expectation.  We live well and we live well due to how our household is run.  And I run our house.  Therefore, I must be in control at all times or else you and I will suffer.  Which would lead to suffering at work, which would cascade."<br/><br/>His eyes went down as he finished his words.<br/><br/>"But here?  I can let go...I don't have to worry about anything.  I am not responsible for anything, not even myself.  Mistress looks after me and tells me what to do."