Seishu chuckles lightly at the mention of pimping out the wrong minions. [i]'Oh, but my dear Enasi, it's the truly innocent ones that make the most money luv. These two could net me a fortune if I found the right buyers'[/i] He rolls his eyes at his own internal comeback, but a peaceful smile soon finds it's way to his lips as his counterpart closes his eyes. The near immediate reaction of the little ones makes him both grin and grimace as Rue climbs half across his chest to look into Enasi's face. [i]'Yes yes, would not want him there alone. And I'm not tired, so yeah. . .'[/i] Spike makes his way all the way up to Enasi's chest, his little feet hooking into his shirt so he has the leverage to look into the Dream Guardian's face.

As Spike does his best to get a good look at that thing that feels like Seishu only different the winged minion settles back against Seishu. The white haired male purrs at the warm feeling of having so many bodies around him and Rue giggles. “Mister Seishu, are you and Lord Enasi part cat?” Seishu looks at him curiously. “Well, cats purr, and you can purr, which means Lord Enasi can purr, and. . .y'know?”

Seishu chuckles lightly. “No, we are not part cat. It's just part of our anatomy. Our bodies are equipped with the parts that allow a being to purr.” Rue nods happily, now wondering about different body parts beings have, and how creatures make the noises they do. Seishu's gaze slides over to Enasi as Inui takes responsibility for the scorpion, setting it on the Nightmare Guardian's lap so he and Rue can play with it. His smile makes it obvious what he's thinking about as he looks deep into his counterpart's eyes. His hand comes up slowly and begins gently stroking Enasi's neck. A teasing touch, nothing too suggestive, just enough to let Enasi feel what he's feeling.

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Harper lets out a long exasperated sigh, staring at those large falsely innocent eyes with his own stern emotionless gaze. The staring contest last for over five minutes until at last the rabbit man drops his head and waves the little furball off. Rasha lets out a squeal of delight and after biting Harper's ear playfully in gratitude he races out of the barracks and back towards Seishu's room. Reaching paw up to rub the bitten spot the general shakes his head, then with a few stretches, rockets off to do his usual patrol around the realm.

~*~*~*~*~

“So, do you think he hates me?”

Finn looks over to his sister. Her hands smooth gently over a large flower in the corner of the garden, and he can see by it’s slight shift from red to yellow that she is honestly worried about it. He does not reply right away, as is his way. She stays quiet, letting him think as she moves on to the next bush, this one full of dark purple flowers, which become a light lavender under her touch. Finn goes back to nursing one of the cherry trees in the garden, it's branches having wilted slightly from missing him and his sister. [i]'I do not think he hates her, or me for that matter. . .But I do think there is something about us that rubs him the wrong way'[/i]

He begins humming lightly, Starla following suit moments later. [i]'I think it's more. . . We're. . . Disappointing him. That's the feeling I get every time he looks at us with that. . . look. It's so hard to describe. Almost like “Are you really that stupid?” kinda. . .Maybe it's just my ego saying that, but I really don't think he hates us. He would not put up with having us around if he hated us'[/i] When he stops humming his sister looks to him, her eyebrow arched. Without looking to her he runs his fingers along a bent branch, causing it to perk up and murmurs, “I don't think he hates you. I think he expects something out of you that you have as of yet to show him, but he knows you are capable of.”

Starla stares at him for a long moment, then with a light smile, she nods. Her brother is smart. She trusts his assessments. She turns back to the bush in front of her and with a sigh it glows faintly, the flowers once more fading into a deep purple color.