Cromir did not react in the slightest as Braiya rested on her. She was free to sit however she liked, and if she felt that she needed to lean on him, he wasn't going to stop that. Besides, the appearance it gave him was plenty for the mountain of the man. Some of the eyes in the meeting -both men and women- were drawn to Braiya, sizing her up like a piece of meat as the cat girl stared back into Pythus' eye. It was almost as if they were gauging whether or not she would be passed around. Judging by the cuts on Cromir's hands, it was 50/50 right now. Either way, their own thoughts on their boss' new fuck toy did not get in the way of the meeting. The smallest and most wiry of the group, a man who was enjoying playing with the fire spoke up, informing Cromir in an admittedly young but already broken voice that they had the schedules for the next month in hand already. From there, someone else listed off the amount of loot they had gained from the village that was just annihilated, minus whatever Pythus found interest in, which was only one or two baubles.<br/><br/>As the meeting continued, Pythus kept quiet and kept his gaze on Braiya. Even though he was not saying anything, the girl was completely mesmerized by his voice. Pythus' presence alone was enough for him to do what he wished to do. Every other person except Cromir had a Geas cast on them, part of his own security system, separate from his inclusion into Cromir's band of bandits. It was a specific order, crafted specifically for the person who it was placed on. Mental conditioning one could even call it. Regardless, for Braiya, Pythus could tell from smell alone that Braiya was angry and would wish to do something about it. Thus, the dragon did not wish for protection for his horde, but more for the protection of his friend and alpha guard dog. Thus, Braiya's mind was worked over the course of the meeting, ensuring that she could not carry out any action due to murderous intent on Cromir. If she ever learned of a way to gain some kind of tool, and then attempted to use said tool, Pythus was positive that Braiya would stop short of doing so, her body freezing on the spot.<br/><br/>By the time Pythus' eye finally flicked off of Braiya, freeing the girl from his trance, the meeting was nearly over. The final touches for some caravan raids were being made, and plans for a pair of trips -one in two weeks, another in four- to Masoda to buy, sell, and trade. Cromir even added incentive to the caravan raids. If they were successful enough, he'd even let the trip in four weeks would be an extended stay, just to let the men and women have a place to blow their shares. With that, Cromir let everyone slip back in to their activities, meeting more or less over. Pythus was the one to 'speak' next, his voice directed to the smaller of the two women lieutenants.<i><b>"You will send a Trusted for Cromir's new toy in the morning,"</b></i>the dragon rumbled, obvious he was trying to keep his voice low enough it wouldn't leave the cave like last time.<b><i>"You do not need him breaking her physical form, considering the power she possesses."</i></b>The dragon glanced around the room before continuing, putting an emphasis on the first two words.<b><i>"No one will be happy if she is discarded before the first trip to Masoda."</i></b><br/><br/>With that, Pythus' head withdrew from the hole and the dragon's footsteps receded back to his own home within the mountain. After a while, the group began to disband, trickling away from the fire. When there were only three aside from Cromir left, Cromir stood.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00b300">"Alright, get out," </span>Cromir said, beginning to drag himself and Braiya to the bed.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00b300">"I'm going to sleep."</span><br/><br/>-------------------<br/><br/>Cromir awoke early for once. It was odd for him, but with the raid that just passed, he felt he should. He stood and dressed in his clothes, opting to keep the chest piece and gauntlets in the cave for today. He didn't need protection now, and there was no one he cared to intimidate with it. Thus, it was left next to his sword and the big man left, going to collect his cut of the haul and check to see just how many new slaves were collected with that raid. The moment the smaller lady lieutenant noticed that Cromir was out and about, she dipped into her building within the ruins. A few moments later, another woman stepped out with her, this one obviously a slave, but not bound in any way. Cromir paid it no mind and instead returned to his throne after counting all of their earnings, casually waiting to see if anyone had any complaints before a raid this evening.