Re: Bedrooms (Scott/Allison)
"Scott, stop, I told you, it's my fault. I suggested it, she... encouraged it." She shook her head, knowing he probably thought she was a freak right now. She bit her lip, looking down. "I sleep in a basket in the study. I fetch toys. And it... I think it makes me happy. Not having responsibility, not having to worry about... how hated I am as a human, how much I have to fight all the time. I can just... be free." She turned away from him, terrified of what he'd say.
"What dark desires?" She asked quietly - his body language told him he didn't want to say, but she'd revealed her's, knowing he had some as well, it was easier to ask.