Re: Side Rooms Simon/Morgan
Simon didn't move for a moment, just looking over at the empty chair across Morgan. The stubborn part of him wanted to refuse, stay standing in defiance. But he was tired and standing seemed to take too much energy even if he had been on his knees all day. The deciding factor had been that the man said please, something he'd never heard leave a masters lips. Not to a human anyways.
Taking the few steps forward he sat down, getting as comfortable as he could with his arms still behind his back. At Morgans statement, the man raised a skeptical eyebrow.
"Aren't you looking in the wrong place for that?" He questioned. "Humans really don't have much time for a club. We're a little preoccupied with trying to survive. How could I possibly help you with your business?"