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The pause of her movement not only lifted Sakai's broad head from a relaxed position between his paws, but also lifted his interest. He was sure there was more to this than she had explained, but the summary would work fine for now. Gently pulling away from the masseuse to roll fully on his back, the lounging man felt rundown and tired from his recent overnight guard shifts. The blades of muscled shoulders scraped against the solid ground in pleasure, snout pulling back from his company to point to the wall behind him for a moment in an elongated stretch.

Coming back to Tamar again with a croon of his neck, there was mirth in Kai's face. He felt amused that he was actually looking up at the tiny girl for once. She reminded him of his soft spoken sister from his past life and felt a strong urge to make sure she was happy and safe. The pale wolf sighed in thought, white eyes focusing first on the fellahin and then drifting to the opening of his quarters. "I'm glad you have found a good home, Tamar. I intend to keep it a safe space for you."

Stone faced Sakai thought back to his blood sister and how he had failed her.