That was her final standing, she felt. She had to come back to a place she was not wanted before, she had to travel by bus with loud women, and she hadn't had a break in hours. She was already on edge and her mate asking if she remembered him? Oh, that set her off. She smirked slightly. "How could I not? I was just trying to act in a formal manner, but if you think I don't remember the person that was suppose to love and protect me but instead turned me down for some toys; then I must have gotten hit by a car." She slung her bag over her shoulder and said "I won't stop you from exploring your sea of women, but I do ask you not to touch any of my girls. If you do, I will make your life a living hell. Now," she stepped in front of him and stared up at him defiantly "show me to my room so I can wait until the danger you apparently can't handle is gone."