The man responded calmly, stating why he would not. Said that Altair was the frightening one.<br/><br/>“I am brought to you, skin rendered to shreds, now tied, and you've reason be<i>frightened </i>of<i>me</i>?” He snorted, laughed, and then buried his face against the side of his arm. “You did something to me.” Muffled. It wasn't an accusation. He was starting to understand this was someone medically trained. He was being cared for. Not awaiting the next cock. His breathing started to ease, taking in his words. Reminding him of the man that had found him. He looked around again, looking for Diens. He'd gotten used to his uncompromising presence. He wasn't there. Neither was Snow.<br/><br/>“Where is Lord Snow? Diens?” Altair asked, his voice scratchy and dry. He could only imagine he'd done more hollering than he'd realized. He remembered his dreams, relieved he'd woken up and it wasn't Cygnus who greeted him, ready to reveal to him some new form of hell. He could smell the blood from his rope bindings. His skin stung, something that must not have discouraged him in his delirious state. Now though, it was better to be motionless. His nerves were alight with new awakening. Still, he would have preferred Diens watching him like a hawk than the restraints. What danger was he, really? Mostly, he just wanted to be left unbothered. What had he done in his dream-addled state? The details were foggy though he was pretty certain he was struggling for his life. Figuratively, he thought, but perhaps his body had been fighting as well.<br/><br/>“Will this be my existence now?” Altair said, annoyed. “Trying to convince those around me to unbind me?” Already, he was long tired of it. Tired of begging. He'd had this same conversation not that long ago with the man that had fished him out of the sea. He didn't want to talk to his stranger. He wanted to know what was going on.<br/><br/>“Please, will you at the very least go find Diens?”<br/><br/>Waking up in a strange place had left him frayed. He wanted something familiar, and since he couldn't have any of his usual comforts, he thought to the men he had known briefly. He'd spoken mostly to Diens. Hoped he'd be willing to explain the situation to him in more detail. Now that they were on land he had no idea what his future held, though it seemed he would survive.