Eileen smiled softly to his choice of name, it seemed sweet and almost heart warming to her. "Then Eirel it is." She spoke while reaching out for him but rather jumped  when she seen a few workers go by, quickly closing his cage before starting to make her way out. "Keep up the good work." She called out, although just before leaving she ever-so carfully grabed a copy of the weekly listing of who was working what, and where... He would be right about one thing, he would be seeing her again... but when would be the question...<br/><br/>Once she was able to she just as quickly rushed back to her room. There was a lot for her to think over, more so to the fact she was still boated with his seed... She almost didn't want the feeling to go away, but naturally her body had other plans as the day rolled out. And much like the night befor she found herself in the tub, scrubbing away the dirt she so eagerly earned... When morning came however her voice on the subject had lightly changed, she was lightly sore, but yet the fire still burned... Her eyes now took more attention over the working lineup. If she could she would sang him again, but she needed a good reason, something no one would bat an eye to but yet give her the time she was now craving to have.