Siv stops, and despite the calming scent of the Alpha, he casts the man a terrified look. He'd been deceived once before. "Sure." He squeaks, flinching at his own tone of voice.<br/><br/>Bowing his head slightly, the Omega shuffles his feet. "What is it you need, sir?" He says kindly, choosing to remain passive and amiable when his only instinct was to bolt. His body language did not match his easy tone.<br/><br/>The Omegas first assumption upon being approached by someone so obviously another LEO was that Alex had told his colleagues about the free tail he was getting, and where they could get some of their own. His second thought was that he'd been sold out for the less than enthusiastic blow-jobs he'd given his regular visitor. For some reason that frightened him less than the first option.<br/><br/>So, he let his tail coil around his ankle, like a puppy with his tail between his legs, as he kept his posture submissive.