Sedalia waves off the offer. "No, but, thank you. Maybe in a few years, I might, but for right now, I don't see much interest in seeing centuries pass, and all my human friends grow old and die. I'd rather grow old and die with them."<br/><br/>"Anyway, shall we move in somewhere more comfortable? Would anyone like anything to eat or drink?" "Oh, something to eat would be lovely, dear," Vorela says, letting the two women lead her and Draiss deeper into the cave, to a comfortable sitting room, with large, cushioned, thick leather chairs, with small holes in the back for their tails to slide through. "Draiss, can I get you anything?"