"If I wasn't prepared for tea whenever, just what kind of butler would I be?" Valoren smiled politely, as if that explained everything.<br/>After a moment of consideration he spoke again placing his words carefully around the question, "I am not currently working for anyone, and she looked like she needed a hand."<br/>He gestured to the dragoness sitting at the table, "She claims that I am like her, but I cannot help but feel she is mistaken.  She transforms into a great scaled beast and could probably ruin the city, I however do not."<br/>In Valoren's mind this was the solid truth, taking on his demonic aspect was very different from what she had done. Sure he could sprout wings and horns but he knew what they were, what he was.<br/>"I think, young master, that you misunderstand, I suppose I wouldn't be a golem, never been made of stone and nor do I intend to, I am simply one hell of a butler," the devilish smirk spread over his lips.  He topped off their cups with precision and speed.