Good questions, albeit a bit difficult. He cocked his head, considering them, fingers twisting through Agni's hair idly, wrapping looser strands about his fingers. He would need to groom him soon with his winter coat coming in...

"The Castle is... capricious. At times it gives us small pleasures and moments to blush in remembrance of, and at other times... it calls us to great sorrow. It toys with us, dances us around on strings we cannot see and cannot cut. I suppose, then, this Castle is more accurately a dollhouse, and we the dolls. As for the people, though, well, I find most of them sound company. We have had a rash of disappearances, lately, but those that remain are solid folk. They are people - likes, dislikes, habits, strengths, and weaknesses. There are fights, friendships and romances. We live our lives as much as we can here."