Taner sat quietly in his apartment, working away at his work table, painting a few ceramic pieces that had sufficiently cooled from the kiln the day prior. He enjoyed working with the medium and had begun working in the more refined clay for porcelain work. That was proving interesting and fun. Though in the quiet moments of cleaning his brushes between colors, the sheer overwhelming weight of the muted interior of his apartment struck him. The demon suddenly felt keenly aware of the oppressive quiet. Wrinkling his nose, he rose to check around his place. His pumpka was asleep in his chair, which was likely a big contributing factor to the peace. "Huh..." Taner murmured with a shake of his head as he moved to return to his work table. It was times like this when his apartment felt empty, lacking. Something was missing. He was in school, didn't have a significant other though he wouldn't mind one. Would having a kid, or kids, around help fill the emptiness? Gazing down at his mostly finished plate, a thought popped into the demon's mind, bringing a small smile to his face. Letting a little one paint their own bowl or plate or figure would be a fun thing to take part in, especially since his reverie included an image of a plate decorated in childish pictures and in a messy handwriting 'I love you Daddy!' Well, that hit right at the core of him. He could be a dad. Yeah! It'd certainly make for interesting and exciting life experience at the very least!