"I was sent her for the express purpose of making you happy Lukas. How do I achieve that?" She asked him from where she had been standing, her tail coiled around her body on the floor, the scaled rubbing against each other and reflecting the light from the windows. She'd spent a long time grooming herself before they had left the airport earlier that day, before her short nap in the car and before realizing that his friend hadn't told him she was coming. Before she had come to realize that he wouldn't want her like she had hoped he would.

Lukas was a bit surprised by her response. "You can do that by being yourself and putting up with me for however long we'll be living together. However, I want you to choose how our relationship will be like for the time being. Would you like to be in a romantic relationship or a platonic one? You set the pace." He wondered what she would choose. How would he react if she wanted to be romantic? Well, probably shocked... What if she wanted to do something as a couple? What would they do? He mentally panicked, somehow managing the keep a serious face while doing so.

The lamia watched him carefully, chewing on her bottom lip as she thought about what she wanted. There weren't many times in her life that she had been allowed to want something herself, instead being told and punished for wanting something that wasn't to please the man who owned her. "I would like to try dating." She said cautiously, acutely aware of how he was reacting to her every word and unsure if it was going to receive a positive reaction. "I heard that humans paticipate in mating rituals called 'dating' to find mates."