"No that was not the third rule. It was more of advice that I would like you take to heart." He moved to sit on the sofa. "Look in the kitchen for food." He said, putting his left leg over the other. "Next rule is a hard one for you to swallow, I know. But that is why I asked if you if you were a good actress. Rule three, when we visit someone, or are visited, you are to kneel next to me. Along with that the last rule is when asked a question, you look at me. You have to play the part of an obedient human, at least in public." He watched her to gauge her reaction for what he just said. He expected one of two things; she would be angry and refuse or she was agree because she felt like she had to. Neither options where better than the other.
"One more thing, not a rule, but on the same guidelines of the sun room. Something I ask of you. No killing me in my sleep. As much as they might seem like a good thing at the time. It would not be."