That was a dangerous road to go down, he decided. Maybe they had been instructed to do whatever he wanted. Maybe even if he thought he wanted some companionship they were ordered to do it . . . maybe they were slaves, but he didn't think so. He didn't want to think so, and he decided that even if they were he wasn't going to act like it. He was no better than they were, and he would not treat them as if he was.