Zi fought to keep a frown off his face. "[color=0054a6]It's getting late, Mistress. You really should sleep. You have another show tomorrow,[/color]" He suggested, but his tone said very clearly that it wasn't a suggestion.  He wanted her inside. Spending time outside, after the events of the party, didn't seem like a good idea. And for all he cared, the bird could get eaten or something. That's just how nature worked. [i]Call me cold,[/i] he thought, scolding himself silently for almost breaking his stoic character.