"My room, then," Korima said, confidently, then noticed his conversation with Sak'bas turning heated. "I'll... go dry off and meet you there?" she suggested, scampering out of the still-uncomfortable-for-her pool.<br/><br/>The liontaur considered his words, her fur bristling, and tail lashing a bit beneath the water, as she sighed slightly. "I am not a tool; it is my choice to be here, and my goal and purpose to aid you. There are not enough hours in the day to achieve my goals, to feel comfortable that I am capable of accomplishing this task, and the... burden of failure weighs heavily on me," she said, and he can sense that she may have experienced a crushing failure before. "I aim to only engage in tasks that I believe will aid in completing my mission; there will be time for personal pursuits later - or there will not be, and it will no longer matter."