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He looked upat Aura, the Den mother.

"We...are unsure of our purpose anymore. without someone in command of us, without a Master, or a Mistress..we are lost. Cymarron has lived under another's control his whole existance. we do not know how to act otherwise. and Cymarron feels...naked without his collar. we've always worn that. We are so very lost, without purpose."

His claws had absently carved out an image into the table, of Ecara, though somewhat older in the image..as well as Eclipse, Aura and Bastet.

"We can get you something to put around your neck if that will make you feel better. As far as you wanting someone to command you..." How to approach this. Ah yes, a deal. She was good at those. "If you want it that badly, I can give it to you. However, there are conditions to my terms. Like you don't have to follow what I say. You also will never avert your eyes or stand lower than you're natural height." Draining the rest of her mug she set it down on the counter and let her attention divide a little to Saradin. "Cooking already I see."

"I know several places that would be convenient." Why was he thinking so hard about it? They were not that far from her room, seems like they were not destined to stray far, and he did not want to leave bed anyway. She jumped up and wrapped her legs around his waist. "Who says you are not wanted? It depends on how you define that, though it does seem like I can not get rid of you, not like I want to."

Oh yeah. It was apparent to her. Aura was not Niah's favorite person at the moment. But Aura merely pretended that nothing was really the matter, be it if just to avoid a potential fiasco. "Being a coffee addict." As she said it she had to resist the urge to refill her cup. Ten was enough for right now. Maybe more in two hours.

"Could you use a glass please?" So saying she reached behind herself and up into a cupboard then grabbed a wine glass. Glass in hand she walked over to the table and slid it over to Niah. Her eyes briefly glanced Cymarron's drawing then tried to forget it. One, that poor table was always being assaulted, two Jaxom would have a hissy fit. So for the moment she chose to pretend it wasn't there.

Leaning back in the chair, Nelphea allowed his feelings to extend beyond the room, hoping to see a glimpse of the future, but instead hsi attention was drawn to the kitchen, where three very unhappy creatures were moping... "What do you think Rakka?"

"Just what I thought." Not hearing any response, the clone stood and walked to the kitchen... "Hello, AuRakka, Nailah, and Cat." Unable to Mr. Stupid cooking but hearing it, "Hello cheif."

"We are all in fine moods today." He leaned against a wall, "Have been sittign and lying helpless for so many years, standing feels good." He started to sway his head back and forth, "Don't mind my insanity."

They werent his conversations to invade, but he certainly made a point of listening while he worked. And work he did, even as the cheesecake heated in the oven he kept himself busy tidying up the kitchen for future users to tear apart as what seemed to be the case. It was how one slipped back into the way of things, listen learn and live all that they are. Putting his faith in blind trust for now seemed the most logical as well as the most pleasant course of action as he pulled a heated cheesecake out of the oven. "It might taste better without heavy wine drowning the flavor." This one was made particular to be served hot, it was a dominant fact in his knowledge that chesecake needed to be ready to serve in as little time as possible, and he would soon learn why.

"As I have always said, insanity at times can be refreshing Nelphean." Aura took her own seat at the table, her back facing the coffee pot so that she wouldn't have to look at it. Let it tempt her to get another cup. "Keep that up and we'll run out." She steeped her fingers together for a moment in what seemed to be distraction.