She almost stalked down the hallway standing close to Nybras. 

‘Don’t want to smother him…’ She thought keeping a little distance between them. That gap closed when he asked her on a date. Her eyes lit up and something strange was happening to her. It was as if she was changing. Her face seemed to have lost a bit of the roughness she had from her upbringing. 

“Y-yes…” She stuttered as she followed. Then they made it to her room. She bowed politely and excused herself. 

“Come now boy. Give her an hour to get ready. We are going to need to get you attire to match for this date.” The old man said as he led Nybras to a massive wardrobe. It could possibly be classified as several metropolis city sized stores. 

“You should find anything you need here. The Master is a shapeshifter after all. He has lived a lifetime in the skin and presence of every race. From babe to full grown man or woman.” The old man explains as he huffs and sits down. He looks like a well aged human. His face seeming to sink into itself with cracks of old age. 

“Stop gawking at this old man and pick out a formal attire. Dark red and black.” He starts and if a questioning looks crosses Nybras then he continues. “Succubus usually tend to stick with those…” He pauses. 

“Nevermind she is picking jade and dark grey. You will want to bathe also.” He states as he lays back. Soon after sleep takes him.