"ART!!!!!!!!"
Stirred awake following the banging at his door, Altair opened his eyes."Oh, what fresh hell is this." He said and pulled himself to the door to find Ren slouched over, vomiting her dinner. "What fresh hell indeed."
"Art… Ren smells funny." She whimpered, with part of her collar drenched with chunks of duck wet with bile. The smell alone made Altair wince as she staggered forward, bonking her head into his chest. " Art is a bully. Why did you leave Ren?" She looked at him, her doe-eyed, moist with fresh tears. "Why?"
Altair pulled her inside, sorry for the janitor who would have to deal with the clean up, and closed the door.
Wordlessly, he activated his neurolink and had the room A.I. draw Ren a bath as he hoisted the little thing up and pulled her into the bathroom. She giggled like a schoolgirl, looking up at him with wonder in her eyes.
"Art, why are you so nice to me?" She asked him as he settled her down beside the jacuzzi.
