Draiss looks at Cerulean for a moment, before sighing, and rearranging the manor, so that they blur into his room. He puts one hand on her shoulder, preventing her from undressing, before he sits down. "We need to talk. I am... concerned about your eagerness to spend time with me. I am not complaining, mind you, but I do worry about how you will react if something does happen to me. Or if we continue this relationship as we have."