He glanced back over his shoulder in confusion, before giving an exasperated sigh. "He didn't...? Of course he didn't. Great, leave the difficult part to me. Bastard. Lets get to your room first, this is going to sound a bit... odd and I don't need the servants spreading rumors that I am that kind of crazy."<br/><br/>He grumbled to himself, before getting to her room and letting her off, and then shutting the door. "Alright, first, state secrets and all that. I am an organic construct, magically created to provide field command to the full construct units, and give them a 'friendly organic face.' Or rather, a friendlier and organic face. Draiss is the commander, and his dragon form has a white streak on his forehead, and I don't have a human form. You may have seen him turn into a dragon, but you haven't ever seen him turn back to human except on the first night you met him. While I didn't intend to keep this from you, and am fairly sure he didn't either, we both likely thought the other had taken care of it, especially after the first month."<br/><br/>All that was correct, but he didn't want to be outed as an aspect for a god just yet. There would revelations to that nature later, hopefully after Draiss had gotten more aspects placed. "As for names, most of the time I just used my designation given at creation, which was FC-014. However, since I now have more personal relationships, perhaps I should come up with a name. Ranarc sounds good."