He smirked at her directness, before gesturing for her to follow. "Actually, lets head to the room above. More space, and a few comfort items for when we require them."<br/><br/>There was a small stair leading up on one side of the workshop. Above was a fairly barren room, about twenty feet across and oval shaped. A steel plate hung from one wall, and a pile of plush reclining pillows and blankets lay to one side of the room. Once Whisper was in, he shut the trapdoor behind him, and pulled the latch into place, activating the silence spell on the room. He usually used it for testing his attempts at weapons without disturbing the neighbors, but having a dominance fight while fucking a shadow cat would probably make as much noise. "So, I will admit to not knowing much about your kind. Do you want to just start, or should we fight for a bit first?"<br/><br/>He did a couple quick mods to himself, giving himself small claws and fangs, before dismissing his clothes and what equipment he could, and setting the more bulky remaining pieces on a small table attached to the wall. He then moved to the center of the room, keeping an eye on Whisper, neither embarrassed or aroused yet. Too much time with mostly and completely nude women made instinctive 'saluting' no longer a problem for him.