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He felt very accomplished, he had everything he needed now to make a good start on life and he was almost vibrating with excitement. which was quite a new feeling for him. The house was complete and furnished annnnd felt horribly empty with just himself in it, once in a while it was nice to be alone but recently there was a certain someone whom he wanted to spend all of his time with.

He took a deep breath and began to pace around the small kitchen. He should be out fishing, or hunting for coconuts or something but he waited, something told him to wait.

Theriar tilted his head at the door, perhaps someone coming for a load of fish? He wasn't expecting anyone else, and usually the fish mongers came a screaming..then a knocking.

He opened it a little peeking out then opened it all the way with a smile. "Trelly! What a pleasant surprise, you just saved me from an afternoon of shear boredom. My thanks."

All of a sudden the house didn't seem so dark and lonely. "Can I get you anything?" Refreshments, pearls, his heart perhaps?

He looked at it delighted, "I have just the thing!" Excitedly he went over to his cold storage area and pulled out a large pre - gutted fish. "Have to eat this and its friend soon anyway or they would spoil. Better fresh then salty I always say."

He had been going to try to cook it himself that way he would be the only one to starve but since she was here and had brought spices and what smelled like the most delicious bread well if she wanted to help or direct he wouldn't stop her, she would probably save his life.

"I am at your command," he tipped his head in salute.

What an unexpected treat. "They look good, I have never tried one before." He had faith in her, her bread had been absolutely delicious a good compliment to the fish that they had made together, (thankfully).

He selected one and popped it gently into his mouth where it burst with flavour and he groaned happily, "Oh Trel, they are fantastic," They also lasted a long time. Good quality. He hummed happily even as it tried to glue his jaw shut, but that was half the fun. "Try one." He wondered if she had taste tested them before hand and his eyes twinkled mischeivously at her.

"Thank you, I don't often eat sweet things, and these are such a delight." Something sweet, something new, just like her. He remembered what had transpired not too long ago that night on the beach. A connection new forged but strong, then some silly builder had to go and interupt it, even Theriar knew you didn't interupt two people laying together on a beach in the dark, the dude was Matori he should have known. Anyway. Now was what mattered, she was back and he was again content to enjoy her company.

He didn't think that anyone out there would see him the way she did what with him being an odd hybrid with a battered past, but here she was kissing him and feeding him sweet coconutty things. He was the luckiest man on tendaji.

"They are not as sweet as you are though," he winked playfully. She was joy itself. He wondered if he should tell her about his past, she would be the one person that he wouldn't mind knowing and maybe she could help him work it out. It still bugged him after all that he hadn't been able to protect his family even if he was only like five years old at the time.

He tilted his head and brought one around for a better look. "Thank you, they are some I got from you, I felt that they would be shown off better here then in my pocket. I've come to find that I really like them here." He released the feeler so that it flicked back into place.

He inhaled the leftover smells of food which made this place smell like home. "So where did you learn to cook so well? My parents half taught me the rest I had to learn on my own, we never did cook fish at home."

She looked...right in his home..or maybe it was just near. Near was good.

So she had been a slave then, well no matter, it didn't make her any less in his eyes, he would like to see someone do that to her now, or attempt to, with her fire and his strength they would be sent packing back to that rotten desert where they belonged. He was surprised at the rage he felt at the thought of anyone defacing her, disrespecting her, argh!

"Everyone has something you know, when the alk extremists came through Jauhar, they tore through our family. My father's leg was broken trying to protect us, my mother and I excaped up a tree and avoided the crazed bug ladies, but she couldn't get up high enough to avoid the pack hunting radaku at night. We all carry scars, mine are just mental. The memories."

"That means a lot, to just have someone to talk too. Mostly now the only thing that happens is nightmares, where I wake up sweating and feeling guilty because I could not save them, I still feel guilty and I was like 5 years old at the time, what could I have done besides gotten eaten."

He rubbed between his eyes, it was an emotional bubble he didn't much like touching but it was important because it still bugged him at his age and he was a grown up now.

"I'm glad that Matorians get to be Matorians, but I would like to think that if I had found you I would still have become your friend," he would have done his best to get her out of there. A kitchen slave when she deserved to be touched by the wind and the sea, free to tend her oyster garden and live a full life..with him perhaps. He knew he would like that. He could fish she could oyster and they could build an empire together, muahahaha! Based off natural resources and fair treatment not what had been shown them in the past.