Darius Zhu
"Come in." It appeared Rune was at the door of the study, judging by the fact that it was his voice coming through the door. The door opened, and Rune limped in. Wrinkles of concern appeared on Darius' forehead for a split second before he wished them away and forced his face back into an emotionless mask. It wouldn't do his reputation any good if someone saw him worrying about one of his pets. Still, Rune's limp upset him. Darius was not so cruel as to want his pets to be in constant pain; in fact, he preferred for them to be happy most of the time so that punishments would have a greater effect. Besides, a servant who is unable to walk isn't exactly very useful.
"Thank you." The hot chocolate was absolutely delicious. Rune certainly had talent when it came to making it. The marshmallows in it were a nice touch as well. "Is your leg bothering you? Come sit down." It was a rather odd command, considering the only chair in the room was occupied by Darius, but Darius usually wasn't the type of person to wonder about how much sense his orders made.
Another knock on the door alerted him to Chen's arrival. "Yes, come in," he commanded, his fingers dancing on the holoscreen on his desk, putting in an order for pain meds for Rune. It was an unusual show of generosity, but, hell, Darius was in a fairly decent mood today, so why not? "I expect you have good news for me?" he asked Chen.
Aurel Marko
So she liked the coffee. That was good and bad. It was bad because it meant she was happy with him and she would be less likely to get upset with him. It was good because she was happy. Aurel may not have been the biggest fan of happiness himself, but that certainly didn't stop him from wanting others to be happy. This applied particularly to Nyth. Aurel was absolutely devoted to the woman, no matter how poorly she treated him, and it was the top of his list of priorities to make sure she was happy.
"I do not believe so, mi'lady," he murmured in response to her question, keeping his eyes turned down to the ground. His hands were clasped together, his arms hanging down in front of his body, his right thumb scraping at the nail on his left thumb. The choker around his throat felt uncomfortably tight. Good. "I have not seen her yet. Shall I ask Lord Darius if she is here?"