Of course, the cats wouldn't really tell but loud music and lots of strangers would certainly not settle well with Dominicus. If she'd decided to do anything excessively out of the ordinary, they'd be finding clumps of his fur all over the house for weeks. Treat had personally never told anyone about his abilities or spoken to them about his true self. He tried not to twitch too much at the question about his non-existent love life. Instead, he pulled his face into a cocky grin and shrugged, "Several," he paused. "And a little bit of both. But it's not the dates I'm talking about. It's the clients I may have to entertain here. Some people who would rather not meet at my regular office, if you catch my drift." Last thing he needed was for the girl to get involved in anything dirty.
The smile dropped from his face at the news of her special-ness. He tried to gather it back but he knew that she'd probably already noticed the hesitation there. God, Jesus, I know it's not like we're friends but it's really not nice of you to use your omnipotence to send all the water elementals ever to me. "I don't much care either way. You are welcome to reveal yourself as you like," Treat's demeanor darkened. "But you won't be telling anyone what you know about me."