Ren left Terim asleep, not wanting to disturb him. The cub, now fully recharged, followed him out of the room.
As soon as he stepped out, he was greeted by the scary robot. The dirty food plate was promptly taken from his hand, something Ren had been too lazy to return the previous night.
"Good morning, sir Dorion. Master is in the dining hall. Do you want me to take you there?" the robot inquired in its mechanical voice.
"Yes, please," Ren replied, observing the versatile efficiency despite the robot's never changing facial expressions.
The robot led him through the mansion's labyrinthine halls, meanwhile, Ren followed behind him. He marveled at the intricate design of the place once again, as he sketched different patterns in his head.
He could not be blamed for this. After looking at such a beautiful sight his inspiration was making his imagination run wild.
