Lucian watched as the woman began to take to her freedom as carefully as she had from the moment that he had met her. There was no screaming. No clenched fists and certainly no attacks in hid direction. At least not yet. Even when she spoke there was not a word said from Lucian to the blonde. He wanted to sit there and wait while she ate and drank. He wanted her to etch into her memory that the only reason she is able to get any kind of comfort was because he offered it to her. The only reason she did not die with the loss of almost all of her senses was because he allowed her that freedom. Then came the moment where there was a bit of peace. A bit of silence. Namida and Blood Raven were done and cleaning up the mess around the fire quietly. The grumbling and begging for food from the raiders locked away had stopped for all of a second. It was almost as if the cage they were locked in disappeared for all of a second.<br/><br/>After a quick shuffle Lucian stood back up and took the clean plate from her hands and tossed it back in the direction of the cooking area before kicking away the metal canteen out of the reach of the blonde. Last thing he needed to worry about was the blonde wielding anything desperation. Because her situation was as desperate as desperate could get. Lucian reached for the arm of the girl and forced her to her feet. Pulling her with him in the direction of the far corner of the metal cage that surrounded what was once her personal quarters. He did not know how her body would feel after being forced to a particular position for two days so he would make sure that his grip would be enough to keep her up or just be an annoying tightness on her arm that she would be forced to deal with.<br/><br/>In the far corner rested the now more colored filled lucky laying down. Her body laying flat on its back with her arms bound behind her back and showing the uncomfortable position was far from her idea. The rest of her was free to move and it was a day and night comparison from the Lucky that was at death's door only a couple days ago. With all the torture given there was one thing that was certain. His word was kept. And all things considered. Rogue took her punishment well. Even with withdrawal.<br/><br/>"We need to speak. She has been taken care of to the extent I want to take care of her. I will not help you with your addiction. You will get over that on your own. Now we will speak in private about what comes next. I could threaten with what could be done to your friend if you were to try anything while we spoke in private but it seems you are learning at least a couple of the lessons I have been throwing at you." Lucian began dragging the blonde away from her friend and led her to the door with a small square touch pad on it. The dark haired Lucian pressed his thumb on the pad and slowly the door began to clink and move upwards folding into some rectangular fragments on top of each other until there was an opening. Outside was the small opening in Rogue's room that allowed her to look out into the water. Lucian quickly tossed the weight of Rogue against the railing before standing beside where her body laid. Waiting to hear if there was anything she had to say.