"In Russia no." Her eyes dim for a moment, she knows she will never return there. She is too wild and free for that. An uncontrollable shape shifter. "Here," her lips crinkle up, "I am waiting for someone who can keep up with me and understand the need to fly." She rests her hands on her chin.

"I do not know what I would do about the arrangement....but a solution will reveal itself some day. For now I do not need to worry about that."