In Karena's experience it was rare to hear a slave talk about their family willingly. They either never knew there parents, or if they were wild they said nothing out of fear of it somehow being used against them or because it was too painful to think about. But she was learning everyday that her boy was one of a kind.
"That's a very beautiful way to think of it," she commented, wrapping her arms around Kaegan and holding him close when she felt him shift towards her. The storm wasn't letting up one bit. If anything it was getting worse. The vampire smiled a little at the slaves affection and request, one that she would be happy to fulfill.
"I think I can manage that for a while." she said playfully as she slipped her shoes off before sliding into the bed and opening her arms for the boy. She had to admit it was nice to have his warm body pressed against her own cool one. "Though I happen to like that the bed smells more of you. You always smell so delightful."