Sit, Ubu, sit! Good dog!

At least she wasn’t in dire need of his lady’s services, the blue tinged she wolf turned down his offer. At least there was some good news. Her reaction to how he came to be in Luce’s possession was more similar to her own than he expected. He pinned his ears and tilted his head curiously as she continued her questioning. Bourbon didn’t have anything better to do than entertain the woman. Unless Luce came back, then his attention was strictly hers. ”She treats me well, yes. I work hard for her, and I think she respects me for it.” He didn’t mention the more intimate details of their relationship, how she used him to hide her weakness or how he was the only one that could give her undisturbed sleep. He wasn’t even sure Lucretia knew everything he tried to do for her. ”My Mistress is very dear to me.”