The prince wanted to tell the wolf to fuck off when he answered his question and just turned away. He wasn't asking him to get water, he was asking if it was even a thing on the plane. Instead, he said it mentally and turned away from the other. He already hated this arrangement, and if he was lucky enough he might be able to live a somewhat normal life in this new place. The chances of that were very unlikely as he knew humans were hated by werewolves.<br/><br/>Red smiled up at the woman who addressed him properly and offered him some kind of service. "Water, please," He wasn't a cruel prince or a spoiled brat who flaunted his money and power around. He liked to be nice, especially to those who worked for him and did things for him. When she walked away he carefully picked the snake back up and placed him on his wrist. "It's time to go back." He said gently, the lines of his 'tattoo' started to glow a beautiful purple that reflected onto the plane ceiling. It was creepy to see but the snake slithered into his skin and disappeared from sight.<br/><br/>The prince laid back against the comfortable seat, trying to take his mind off of the fact they were so high above the ground. His eyes blankly looked at the top of the plane, waiting for some water that he didn't even really want anymore. His eyes went to the small circle window, gazing at the clouds that were now at eye level. It was incredibly fascinated, but he did his best to hide how he felt about it. He felt happy and in awe, it was simply wonderful to look at.