Mina nodded her head rapidly when Tarek seemed to get what she was going on about.<strong>"Yes, Tarek teach Mina." </strong>She cocked her head to the side faintly as she gazed at him, as if deciding or trying to figure out something in her head before attempting the words.<strong> "Tarek teach Mina more... umm.. work.. " </strong>She mimicked as if she was driving a car with her hands on the steering wheel.<strong>"Teach all!" </strong>She opened her arms as if to try to explain she wanted to learn everything and anything he could teach her.<br/><br/>She climbed off the chair went and got the notebook he'd had her draw in the other day, when she'd had questions about his family.   Mina had come to the very mature and painful but right decision, that if she was going to be here... well damn it she was going to make the most of it.   Setting the book beside his empty plate, she helped herself to his lap.   She climbed over and sat over his legs, so that her tail that she was still wearing was hanging over the side of his legs.   Flipping open to a clean page she took the pencil she'd kept with the book.   Although she wasn't a artistic person she started to draw.  What she drew was simple really, at least for her.   It was three sets of a pair of stick figures.  The first was standing in front of a tall building with a dollar sign on top of it, badly drawn office wear ( suit and skirt and shirt) on the two stick figures, the second was the same stick figures but in a badly drawn replica of the apartment they lived in and the third was them holding each others hands with a heart around them.   In essence she wanted them to be happy together both at home and at work.   She wanted to provide or feel useful and asking to be taught so she could help was pretty much all she could say for the moment.