"Yes," Reis answered, though he was not so enthusiastic about going to the Belmiran slave market as Ezra seemed to be. Of course, he couldn't really know what it would be like there. It was a bit easier with the pets. They were novelties, of course, better treated on average though their standards were not very high as a whole. He said nothing about who Ezra was saying might take him away. The only one Ezra needed to fear reselling him was Reis himself.<br/><br/>"We will go tomorrow, but I have to get some sleep or I'm going to be even more irritable," Reis told him, giving him a few more moments of fresh air. He knew what he was going to have to do, but Ezra was right; no more damage would come to his home that night. He might not like it, but it was probably safest for everyone. And Ezra was done for the evening. He wanted to wipe his hands clean of the situation for now, and get some rest. When they went back inside, Ita was there with warm, wet towels to wipe away the blood. Reis took his, but she was gentle with Ezra, careful of his wound. She cleaned up his arm to his shoulder, and then where he'd splattered blood even on his chest. It was unsightly. Reis was leaning close to Yhet, talking quietly. Neither male looked happy.<br/><br/>"Go with Yhet, Ezra," Reis ordered directly one he was finished, leaving no room for argument. He let the larger male lead Ezra away, to a room downstairs that contained empty cages usually for temporary or quarantine housing. Yet ordered and locked Ezra inside one of the steel enclosures, agreeing only because he knew the Asha less likely to harm himself again that way.<br/><br/>"I'm sorry, Ezra," Yhet told him. "He says it's only for tonight." He pulled a blanket and pillow down for him and set it outside the cage. He could pull them through the bars should he get cold.<br/><br/>Yhet left him, and the staff had been told not to interfere no matter how the Asha protested. There was no danger to him, except from himself if he was to continue panicked, free to move about his household. Perhaps with a calm, sensible companion, he would settle, but there was nothing to offer him that night besides the isolation.<br/><br/>Reis slept okay. Better than those downstairs who had to listen to Ezra. Reis didn't hear him, being far enough away that he wasn't bothered. Ita looked a little unnerved when she made his bed upon him starting his usual morning routine.<br/><br/>"After you're finished, have one of the stablehands prepare my carriage. Not any of the larger ones. It's a nice enough day that I don't mind driving the horses myself." And he was sure Ezra would like some fresh air after being locked in a cage all night. It dawned on him he might be in a poor state that morning, considering his fit over a simple rejection. He didn't linger too long upstairs, ready to get them moving on with their day. He wanted a bath, but he could release Ezra from his confinement first. He had his master key to all quarantine cages in hand, hoping that the young Asha had refrained from damaging himself further.