...Yes it does, and Parafi flinches. Because he's managed to mess up, again, but he isn't entirely sure how, and still doesn't understand how this is free.

"I- sorry, sir."

"I am not particularly offended, but I am worried that you tried that again."

"I just- everything has a price."

"I think your evaluative abilities have been severely skewed by your unusual upbringing." Pause. "Which is not at all your fault."

"...as you say, sir," he agrees quietly, sounding a little confused.

"As an example, by default you should not offer sex as payment for services. And when I say 'by default' I actually mean never."

"-but I- don't have anything else to pay with?"

"As another default, people shouldn't demand sex as payment. This is even truer when the terms were not specified before hand and even more truer when things are explicit or implied to be free."

"-oh," he sounds like that's- completely new information. "I- I didn't. Know. I'm sorry."

"Apologies from you over this to me, are not necessary." Pause. "I mean that you're the wronged party here."

-and there's another new concept apparently.

"I- as you say, sir," he agrees instead of arguing.

"Hopefully your time with better company shall help you deal with this."

"I- yes. Hopefully. Thank you, sir."

Nod. Back to the library or maybe Parafi wants to eat something?

He would probably eat if reminded, but in the immediate: library.

The library is there, with it's books.

Books! He'll quite happily go back to reading if no-one wants anything else from him.

No one does... at least for a while. "Parafi?" One of the triplets approaches. The smiley one.

"-Sir?" he responds immediately, looking not sure whether he wants to put the book aside hurriedly, or clutch it to his chest.

"There is no reason to worry. I just wanted to check if you had dinner."

He blinks. "I- uh, no, sir?"

"Are you hungry?"

"-yes?"

"Well, you still can catch the tail end of dinner time."

Oh. Yes. He can do that, can't he?

"Thank you," he says, and sets about clearing up the books.