Henry nodded cheerfully. "<strong>You're welcome,</strong>" he said seriously. "<strong>Honestly, I bought you for <em>two</em> reasons, although I can't say that I could have explained them at the time. Rescuing you was part of it, but...</strong>" he paused, trying to put it together into words. "<strong>A woman like you was my first look into the supernatural, but I only knew her for about fifteen minutes, and then never saw her again. You reminded me of her.</strong>"<br/><br/>He reached over and started skritching between her ears, getting just enough under the hair to make it feel just right. "<strong>I really don't know what to do with you,</strong>" he said offhand, "<strong>but...</strong>" he realized that she probably didn't really know what the other guy had in mind for her, and didn't want to spell it out. Perhaps<em>she</em>would know what a 'slaad' was, and the knowledge that he wanted her to be its sexual prey probably wouldn't go over too well. "<strong>... at least I stopped some very bad people from having you.</strong>" He chuckled. "<strong>Maybe we'll get you trained up enough that <em>you</em> can hunt <em>them</em> eventually, right?</strong>"<br/><br/>A few moments later, Denise returned, carrying two shakes in her hands. The birthday cake milkshake was placed in front of Kitten, and a greenish one was put in front of Henry. She whisked away again before Henry could protest about how he hadn't ordered one.