[well that's appeasing enough, even though it explains NOTHING.]

Hmph.

[If Shiro had only recently turned the tables on his slavers... Darc grumbles, not liking the severity of the human's dream or how it reflected back on Darc.

Did Kharg with his cushy life even know anything about what that kind of life could do? Would the humans even know what to do with him?

He sighs.]

Come outside. The air isn't so perfumed. You can ask your questions there.