"Defense is a good place to start. Most slaves do not even know how to do this, so, consider yourself lucky." He smiled and honestly if Conner had offered to try and help him walk, he might have felt a little insulted. It would have earned Conner a swift passive-aggressive look of loathing, but it would have passed. Dumitri wasn't one to keep a grudge - for too long.<br/><br/>He would engage Conner in conversation, after all companions should talk and converse, it was part of keeping the mind entertained and Dumitri enjoyed being distracted during the menial tasks of life, like walking and traveling. Nothing else could be done after all during these times, safely at least.<br/><br/>He would approve of such tasks of laundry, cooking, cleaning even, and for his tea how he liked it. His meals he enjoyed lighter faire over heavier, fresh fruit and vegetables were a must and only lightly cooked if they even needed to be.<br/><br/>Upon arrival his home was truly one of splendor, but it was easy to see once within the walls why it was of great size. There were multiple rooms for sleeping and housing slaves, among training for the various facets of slaves. "I will be selling this place soon. I do believe the abolitionists will soon find their prayers answered. And if I have no slaves to train," he looked over to Conner, "Then all these rooms are useless. Wouldn't you agree?"<br/><br/>He continued to walking into the main room and motioned towards the kettle nearby in a fire pit,  "Tea."